THE BILLIONAIRE SECRET TWINS

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e gown hugs her curves elegantly, accentuating her figure. A messy ponytail adds a touch

ost wounded of souls. And in her hands, she cradles a plate of creamy m

ho wants some?' She raises her voice slightly, noticing they're too engrossed to respond to her initial offer. 'Kendell and Ken!' she s

e away from the TV as they catch her call. Their eyes widen with ex

act, they've snatched the plate from her hands and made a beeline for the dining table, where they devo

e lighting up with a wide, toothy grin. 'Exactly, Kendell! Mom is amazing at everything she does!' Tasha beams with pride, basking in

n their lips. 'I'll be in my room, okay? If you need anythin

e inside, she carefully bolts the door, ensuring her quiet time remains uninterrupted by her curious kids. The roo

and retrieves a stack of photos. She carries the weighty bundle to

ngers graze the photo of her mother, a soft whisper escapes her lips, 'Mom...' The word is lac

Tasha says, her voice cracking with emotion. 'If only I had raise

'm sorry I couldn't save you. I'm sorry I let you slip away, even when I knew what to do to save you.' She clutche

s. Tears stream down her face unchecked, as she's consumed by the anguish of her loss. Just

ment of sorrow. Her eyes narrow as she gazes at the screen, her expression dar

and professional tone that momentarily distracts her from her grief. Tash

but hopeful. Tom's response is upbeat, 'Yes, ma'am. The house has been

done, Tom. I'll be there tomorrow to inspect the property, and once I'm satisfied, I'

spreads across her face, momentarily eclipsing her sorrow. 'I can't believ

last wishes,' she says, her voice filled with determination and love. The thought of returning to her roots and hono

e she passed away,' the doctor said, his voice somber and empathetic, as he handed her a piece of paper on the day of her

n Mexico, my dear child. I know I won't be able to see it happen, so please, make

'Mom!' her daughter's voice calls out, followed by another knock. Tasha composes herself, returns the p

, already stepping into the room, her brother trailing behind. Tasha's heart swells with love and gratitude for her c

endell asks, her voice laced with concern and intuition. Tasha's eyes w

sed, Mom. I've seen you crying in here before, more than once. Why do you hide your tears from

me up with a convincing lie, but her mind goes blank. Just as Kendell's gaze intensifies, waiting for an answ

probing question. She gently takes the picture from Ken's hand, using the moment

her throat, and breaks the news to her children. 'We're returning to Mexico to

earching for a glimmer of understanding. The room falls silent, as if

parkling with delight. Tasha can't help but chuckle, relieved and thrilled that her children are embracing the news with such en