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The CEO's Fake Wife And Secret Triplets

The CEO's Fake Wife And Secret Triplets

Author: Smile
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1036    |    Released on: Today at 09:20

hispered, her hand pressing f

ghost in her borrowed, slightly-too-tight black dress, trying to make herself invisible. Her phone, tucked away in a small clutch, felt like a lead weight. She'd seen the email from Mount Sinai just before they'd le

s old, he looked like any other kid in his miniature suit, but the old tablet he

s a shadow, while Fiona tugged on Seraphin

ne mini grilled cheese sandwich left. She grabbed i

age where a man in a tailored tuxedo commanded the microphone. Donovan

ered, her eyes wide,

ht, and a blinding panic that stole her breath. She blinked it away, her hand ins

"And now, the moment you've all been waiting for! T

wind of scrolling names. Seraphina grabbed the kids'

hined, digging her heels into the pl

at was impossible. But he had found a loophole in the guest registration portal an hour earlier. A simple glitch. Names entered in the final thirty seconds before the raffle began were

second. The scrolling slowed, the names blurring, u

ER TRI

ge, slicing through the dim lighting like a blade, l

Every pair of eyes in the room-socialites, billionaires, heiresses-turned

ing off the high ceilings. "It looks like we have ou

floor. This wasn't supposed to happen. They were s

won!" She yanked her hand free from Seraphina's grip and started marching

na,

scooped up the hem of her dress and chased after them, her face

expression unreadable. But the older man beside him-Theodore Vance, the pat

or. She stopped the kids a few feet away from the

and finally landed on Pax. Pax didn't look away. The five-year-old stared

muscle feathered near his e

air. She needed to get out of this spotlight. She reached

the small, star-shaped birthmark on the i

ible, but it cut through the noise of the applause. His e

gling beneath him, her hands pushing against his

ht. She looked up, her eyes colliding with his. The cold calcu

grabbed the kids, pulling them behind her like a shield. "Thank you," she blu

her path. Alex Dunn, Donovan's assistant, stoo

tions. Mr. Vance would like to congratulate you personally and verify the prize detail

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“Seraphina, a broke single mother of triplets, snuck into a billionaire's charity gala just for the free food, desperate to fund her daughter's urgent heart surgery. But her genius five-year-old son secretly hacked the gala's raffle system, thrusting them directly under the spotlight. The untouchable billionaire host, Donovan Vance, froze when he saw the star-shaped birthmark on her wrist-the exact same mark from a dark hotel room five years ago. Cornered, Seraphina was forced into a five-million-dollar marriage contract to appease Donovan's dying father and secure his corporate empire. She swallowed her pride, took the money to save her daughter, and moved into the penthouse. But Donovan's obsessive childhood friend, Gwendolyn, immediately targeted her. She humiliated Seraphina for her poverty and violently grabbed her in the foyer. "I dare you to get a DNA test. When the world finds out they're not his, he'll throw you into the street himself!" Gwendolyn's vicious threat made Seraphina's blood run cold. She was suffocating in sheer panic. She didn't even know if Donovan was actually the father. If a test proved he wasn't, she would be destroyed, and her daughter would lose her only lifeline. But to her absolute horror, Donovan's father overheard the threat and ordered a legally binding paternity test that very day to permanently silence all doubts. With the medical team arriving and nowhere left to run, the terrifying secret Seraphina had buried for five years was about to be dragged into the light.”