The Runaway Wife: Hiding His Secret Triplets

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d. A text banner from Caleb popped up across the top: View-only, Mommy. Don't worry, we got this.

the hum of ventilation fans and the occasional drip of condensation. It was a showroom of wealth: Fe

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st sent to the driver's device: Congratulations! You've won

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arpiece beneath my hair. "Cameras looped. Y

pace to a near-run. The garage was all t

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thick concrete pillar. Sophie turned to run, but her foot caught on a grease

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io. "Control, we have a 10-99 in the VIP gar

ing it in, Sophie sprinted across t

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s frame, Sophie reached up

touched her ponytail. The custom velv

id, pulling her arm.

over me as I saw them securely back inside the access stairwell.

back to the playroom myself, when my colleague Lau

nt demands your expe

situation to handle," I said, rubbi

"It is Ms. Claire Hayes. She is... making a scene. She is threat

aused a scene and triggered a full security lockdown, guards would sweep every co

us calm settled over me. I adjusted my m

ify her to buy the kids time to get ba

els clicking against the marble floo

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he looked exactly the same as she had five years ago-beau

r eyes raking over me and my m

e asked. "Fetch me some

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said, my voice dropping to a low,

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, walking slowly to the table. "Show