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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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"Josef, see it yourself. I would never wrong Myra." Yvonne Ye quickly opened the surveillance video in his study.

Even Josef Jiang's two close friends stared at the screen in curiosity, wondering if what she had said was true.

Staring at their faces, Myra Ming had no idea what happened. 'What's happening?

Why are they staring at me like that? Like I've done something so shameful! What the hell was Yvonne talking about?' Myra Ming thought sadly.

"Josef!" she called out her husband lowly.

"Shut up!" he snapped, not even bothering to look at her. Myra Ming bowed her head grievously.

"Josef, what's wrong with you? Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something? Why do you have to yell at me?" she snapped, having enough of his indifference.

Just now, she had been shopping happily with her friend outside. The next thing she knew, Josef Jiang called and urged her to come home immediately. When she was back, she was met with curious and cautious looks from his group of friends.

'What the hell happened? When I married him, he had never said anything harsh to me. Never! What's going on? Why did he have to yell at me in front of these people?' Thinking of this, Myra Ming's eyes welled up with unshed tears.

Although she was usually obedient and submissive when it came to her husband, she couldn't take this mistreatment anymore.

"Bastard! Why the hell are you yelling at me? Why are you treating me like this? What did I do? What the hell did I do to deserve this?" she demanded.

Josef Jiang's two friends gazed at her in surprise.

She had always been gentle whenever they came to visit. In fact, from the time they had known her, she never did anything unreasonable. Josef Jiang's handsome face darkened at the sound of her yelling at him. Yvonne Ye stared at Myra Ming with a smug smile, as if everything was falling into her plan.

'What? Are they all dumb?' Myra Ming thought.

However, she didn't have the guts to say it right to their faces. After all, they were visitors. Moreover, the look on Josef Jiang's face had darkened further. Seeing this, she quickly closed her mouth. It seemed that she needed to stand this a little while longer.

'Fine, since you all like to waste my time, then be it. Let's wait and see,' she thought bitterly.

Thinking of this, Myra Ming grabbed a drink from the fridge and found a good seat. However, when she returned, the atmosphere in the study became even more serious.

As soon as she walked in, she automatically regretted ever coming back at all.

'What's wrong with them?' While Myra Ming was buried deep in her thoughts, Josef Jiang snapped,

"Well, my dear wife, weren't you so agitated a while ago? Why don't you speak up now?"

Hearing his words, Myra felt Ming cold all over.

Although he said it with a smile on his face, the warmth didn't reach his eyes. He stared at her calculatingly as if he was waiting for her reaction. She had never seen him like this before. It was as if she didn't even know him.

"Do you have anything to tell me?" he asked coldly.

"Tell you what?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

'Something's wrong.' Josef Jiang talked as if he was waiting for her to confess and beg for a lenient punishment. The way his two friends were looking at her now also looked as if they were gazing at a thief. Their hardened gaze made her shift uncomfortably.

Her usual carefree character was reduced, and she was overwhelmed with a feeling of anxiety.

'Is it just like the movies?' It couldn't be! She wasn't going to allow herself to be belittled like that! Definitely not! There was always a mistress involved in those types of movies, and the original wife would usually be belittled. She'd be bullied.

Seeing Josef's face, it wouldn't be unusual for him to get a mistress himself. In fact, even if he wasn't looking, there were hundreds of women willing to throw themselves at him.

'Why didn't I think of any of this when I got married? The movies I watched all have a good ending, right? I shouldn't think of this,'

she thought, trying her best to calm herself. Whatever happened will happen either way. The most important thing she had now was Josef's trust.

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