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Chapter 429

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SHAWNA

I sat still, staring at my daughter like I didn’t know her. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. The words she’d just spoken hung heavy in the air.

“He killed her,” Phoebe said again, her voice so small, so broken. “It was Richard. Ramon’s uncle.”

I blinked. “Richard? Are you sure?”

Her eyes were red and swollen. She nodded slowly.

But, baby… Richard?” I shook my head. “He’s always been polite. Reserved. Quiet. I never liked him much, but…murder? That’s a big…”

“He did it,” she said firmly.

I opened my mouth, but no words came out. My mind was racing, trying to piece together what she’d just told me, but everything felt like it was moving too fast.

“I just….I can’t believe this,” I whispered.

My hands trembled as I reached for hers. “Sweetheart, listen to me. What happened to Winnie… that wasn’t your fault.”

“Yes, it was!” she burst out. “I could’ve stopped her from going. I should’ve listened to her. I should’ve listened. She told me she was scared.”

“You did
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  • Runaway With Mr. CEO’s Triplets   Chapter 434

    RAMON“I asked you a simple question,” I said, walking towards Richard. My fists were clenched at my sides, my heart pounding. “Did my mother try to kill Phoebe’s mother ?”He didn’t even blink. He looked up slowly from the whiskey glass in his hand and set it down with a soft clink against the edge of the table together with the book he picked from the shelf. The sound was too calm. Too collected.“You want to walk down that path, Ramon?” he asked. His voice was quiet but carried weight, like something sharp hidden under silk. “Really?”“I want the truth,” I said firmly. “I deserve that much.”His nostrils flared. He stood up slowly, fixing his cold gaze on me.“You don’t deserve anything,” he said flatly. “Least of all, answers about a woman you barely remember.”“That woman was my mother!”“Then show some damn respect!” Richard snapped, slamming his fist hard on the desk. The force rattled the whiskey glass, sending it tipping onto its side and spilling amber liquid across a stack

  • Runaway With Mr. CEO’s Triplets   Chapter 433

    RAMON I closed the door behind me, the weight of the file in my hand matching the heaviness in my heart. I followed Phoebe’s mother, her grandmother and great grandfather, Bryan, and her husband, into their personal living room. Their faces were tense, grief and fear mixed in their eyes. Damien hovered beside them. None of us spoke at first. I set the thick folder on the table again. The pages rattled softly. “Here,” I said. “Everything I have.” Phoebe’s mother opened it. Then Bryan began rifling through the pages, contracts, transfers, signatures. Bryan looked up from the contract papers, his voice low and tense. “This… Any dent on Richard here means the end. Everything we built.” I nodded, barely able to meet his eyes. “I know.” He didn’t say anything for a second. The weight of his stare was heavy. He looked like someone who’d just discovered a crack in the foundation of his own house. Damien stood off to the side with his arms crossed, jaw set. “We asked how he di

  • Runaway With Mr. CEO’s Triplets   Chapter 432

    SHAWNAI closed the door gently behind me and took a shaky breath. The room felt too quiet, like it was holding its breath. Phoebe was finally asleep upstairs, her face pale and drawn, her body curled tight like she was trying to hide from the world.I stepped into the living room, where my mother sat on the edge of the couch, fingers wrapped tightly around a cup of tea she hadn’t touched. My grandfather, my grandfather, stood by the window, having just returned from his business trip hours ago. His suitcase was still unopened.“She told me what she could,” I said quietly.They both looked up at once.“She said she doesn’t know how Winnie died. But… she thinks Richard had something to do with it.”My grandfather frowned. “She said that?”I nodded. “She heard something. Winnie told her something. Not everything, just enough to make her scared. She didn’t say anything back then because… well, she wasn’t sure what she heard. And then when Winnie went missing…”“She blamed herself,” my mo

  • Runaway With Mr. CEO’s Triplets   Chapter 431

    WINNIEI woke up gasping.My whole body ached like I’d been run over by a truck, no, worse. My lungs burned, my throat was dry, and I couldn’t even sit up without pain shooting down my spine. I blinked at the ceiling above me. It was wooden. Low. Slanted. There was no hospital lighting, no beeping machines, no smell of antiseptic.Where the hell was I?I tried to sit up again, slower this time, and groaned. Every bone in my body felt like it had been shattered and glued back together wrong.“Easy there, sweetheart.”I froze.A woman’s voice. Soft, kind, and trembling with age.I turned my head slowly, every movement aching like my bones were made of glass, and saw her, an elderly woman, maybe in her late sixties or seventies, standing in the doorway.She wasn’t scary or stern like some older people I’d seen. No, she looked gentle. Her wild grey curls framed her face like a storm that refused to settle, but her eyes… her eyes were bright, alive, and kind. They didn’t match the rest of

  • Runaway With Mr. CEO’s Triplets   Chapter 430

    RAMONI slammed the door behind me harder than I meant to.The echo bounced off the cold marble walls of the house I used to admire as a kid. Now it just made me sick.I headed straight for the study. I didn’t bother knocking.He was there. Sitting behind that stupid glass desk. Calm. Smiling. Whiskey in hand. Like everything was fine.“Well?” Richard asked, raising his glass.I stared at him. “You got what you wanted.”He leaned back in his chair, eyebrows raised. “Do tell.”“She’s done with me,” I muttered. “Phoebe. She wants nothing to do with me.”His lips curled into a slow, satisfied grin. “Finally. I was starting to worry. Thought you were losing your touch.”“You’re sick,” I snapped.He chuckled. “Don’t be dramatic. You think I didn’t see it? The way you were getting soft. Like she was going to change you.”“She didn’t change me,” I said. “She opened my eyes.”Richard scoffed and stood up, adjusting his cufflinks like we weren’t having a conversation about destroying someone’s

  • Runaway With Mr. CEO’s Triplets   Chapter 429

    SHAWNAI sat still, staring at my daughter like I didn’t know her. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. The words she’d just spoken hung heavy in the air.“He killed her,” Phoebe said again, her voice so small, so broken. “It was Richard. Ramon’s uncle.”I blinked. “Richard? Are you sure?”Her eyes were red and swollen. She nodded slowly.But, baby… Richard?” I shook my head. “He’s always been polite. Reserved. Quiet. I never liked him much, but…murder? That’s a big…”“He did it,” she said firmly.I opened my mouth, but no words came out. My mind was racing, trying to piece together what she’d just told me, but everything felt like it was moving too fast.“I just….I can’t believe this,” I whispered.My hands trembled as I reached for hers. “Sweetheart, listen to me. What happened to Winnie… that wasn’t your fault.”“Yes, it was!” she burst out. “I could’ve stopped her from going. I should’ve listened to her. I should’ve listened. She told me she was scared.”“You did

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