Unrequited love at school age

Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance

Roderic Penn

I stood at my mother's open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest's voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone-he brought Charla with him. He claimed she'd had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.

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The Alarm rings for the nth time but the hulk was still asleep. It's said that most of the billionaires are punctual but he's different.

Most of the billionaires are arrogant and they hardly smile but he's not like them. He is not the CEO but the COO of their company and he is happy with his position.

Maaz Naqvi, a happy and cheerful living soul.

"Mom, why didn't you wake me up?" He groaned and sat on his chair. "You're not a 5 years old kid that I'll wake you up every day. Grow up Maaz!" His mom semi yelled.

"Who disturbed your sleep again?" Maaz asked while applying jam on his toast. "Other than your dad who can disturb my peaceful beauty sleep" she rolled her eyes while his dad was smiling sheepishly.

"Note it, If I change then you'll yearn to see the old Maaz again," he said while sipping on his coffee. "Btw where is Mahir?," He asked about his elder brother, Mahir Naqvi.

"He left for office and now you too leave," his mom said in annoyance. Well, she didn't have a good sleep and that's why she is angry and annoyed. "Ok annoyed women I am leaving" he got up from his seat and his while his mother glared at him angrily.

Well, Mrs Naqvi is a sweet and caring person but sometimes she gets angry and rude when Mr Naqvi annoys her and disturbs her while she is sleeping.

Maaz enters the office and greets everybody with a smile. His smile vanishes when he reaches the 40th floor and stand in front of the CEO'S cabin. "Come in" comes a hoarse voice from the inside as he knocks on the door.

He enters the cabin with a sheepish smile "Good morning brooo" he stops smiling when he sees his brothers serious face.

"Good Afternoon, and it's sir for you "

Mahir replied with a stern look and Maaz stood there with a sheepish fake smile.

"Listen I don't have time for your shit, so just go to your cabin and check if everything is ready for the meeting," Mahir said being rude.

"Ok bro- I mean sir," he said and turned his back to Mahir "Maaz! I don't want to lose this deal so be careful" he yelled but Maaz ignored him and left his cabin.

"It's Sir for you", "I don't want to lose this deal" Maaz mimicked his brother's action. "CEO my foot! Before becoming the CEO you were my brother and you still are.

You always need to keep in mind that I am your brother and not your employee " Maaz started blabbering in front of Mahir's huge portrait which was hung on every wall of the office.

"Mr Riaz try to understand we worked hard for this deal" Mahir tried to convince his client who backed out just because of a single mistake.

"I am sorry to say Mr Naqvi but we don't want to sign any deal with you as we already saw how careless the employees and COO of your company are " Mahir gave Maaz a deadly glare and barged out of the room.

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