LOGINShare
Chapter 87
publish date:
2026-06-17 03:57:07
Latest chapter
The CEO’s Secret Triplets Chapter 100
The rucksack strap tore with a sharp, canvas snap, but Bella didn't let go of the frame.She swung the iron poker downward, not at Vance, but directly into the heavy bronze casing of the ledger safe behind the counter. The metal tip jammed into the lock housing with a dull, echoing thud that vibrated through the floorboards, locking the gears from the inside."Miller," Bella said, her breath coming short and cold as she kept her body between Vance and the desk. "Leave the keys. Get Cynthia out to the avenue.""Isabella," Vance said, his silver cane shifting as he adjusted his weight with that slow, mechanical roll of his hip. His pale face remained completely level, but his long fingers tightened against the bone handle until his knuckles went yellow. "The Boston sheriff is already at the county gate. If the transmission isn't certified, the ridge belongs to the liquidation bank by sunrise. You’re holding an empty box.""The box has the names, Vance," Bella said. She didn't look
The CEO’s Secret Triplets Chapter 99
The bronze bolt didn't slide; it sheared through the rotted pine casing with a dry, splintering roar that shook the wire house floorboards.The front door swung inward, hitting the interior brick wall so hard the frosted glass finally gave way, raining large, jagged triangles across the parquet floor. The cold Manhattan rain swept inside, smelling of grease and soot, instantly wetting the edges of the uncertified papers on Mr. Miller’s desk.The man stepped over the threshold, his silver bone-handled cane tapping once—click—against the brass sill. His dark oilskin coat didn't make a sound as he advanced, his right hip giving that strange, mechanical roll, but his pale face remained entirely smooth. He didn't look at Cynthia’s gasp or the shattered glass around his boots; his unhurried gaze fixed directly on the black ledger notebooks under the clerk's hands."The transmission is dead, Isabella," Mr. Miller whispered, his fingers freezing over the manual key. The thin copper needle
The CEO’s Secret Triplets Chapter 98
The frosted glass didn't shatter. It caved inward with a sharp, dry crackle that sounded like winter pond ice splitting under a boot.The silver bone-handled cane didn't retreat. It remained pressed flat against the white fractures, the pale hand behind it applying a slow, hydraulic pressure until the bronze frame of the night-latch gave a long, metallic groan."Isabella," Cynthia whispered, her voice dropping into a flat, dry rattle as she backed into the oak ledger desk. Her knuckles hit Mr. Miller's inkwell, sending a thin stream of black fluid across the uncertified Boston probate sheets. "The frame is coming out of the brick."Bella didn't step back. She stood four feet from the vestibule, her canvas rucksack resting square against her left calf, her hands holding the iron poker with the short, choked grip she had used to carry the baseline timber. The green flannel of Dante's shirt was damp against her shoulder blades, but her hazel eyes didn't track the cracks in the glass.
The CEO’s Secret Triplets Chapter 97
The heavy iron crowbar bit into the dry spruce of the window frame with a wet, splintering scream. Dante threw his shoulder against the lever, his bare forearms straining against the wood until the rusted nails in the casing gave way all at once, popping out of the plaster like old teeth."Get back, Arthur," Dante growled, his voice cutting through the hollow roar of the creek outside.The entire lower sash tore loose from its tracks. The moment the pine frame cleared the sill, the mountain creek didn't just seep into the kitchen—it punched through the open square with a grey, churning violence that instantly knocked Sofia’s tin bread box off the counter. The water was thick with black silt, dead hemlock needles, and the crushed bark of the baseline ridge."The stove leg is clear," Arthur shouted, his hand shaking as he held the tallow candle three feet above the rush. The small yellow flame danced frantically in the wet draft, casting long, jerky shadows of the floating wood acros
The CEO’s Secret Triplets Chapter 96
The door to the Springfield wire house didn't open.Bella pressed her palm flat against the heavy frosted glass, her fingers leaving five dark streaks in the condensation. Inside, the long oak counter was empty, the green-shaded banker’s lamps turned low until they were nothing but faint circles of yellow in the deep shadows of the office."The lock is thrown from the interior," Cynthia whispered, her voice cracking as she leaned her wet shoulder against the brick frame of the vestibule. The rain was running down her neck now, staining the collar of her silk blouse a dark, bruised purple. "He’s gone, Isabella. The clerk always takes the four-forty express back to Stamford when the market log closes.""He hasn't taken the express," Bella said. She didn't look back at the avenue, where the yellow headlights of the city cabs were cutting through the downpour like slow fireflies. She raised her right hand, her knuckles chalky with the dried flour dust, and struck the glass twice—thud, thu
The CEO’s Secret Triplets Chapter 95
The iron poker hit the chain with a dull, wet clank that sent a single spark bouncing off the black brick. The brass rivet at the third link didn't snap. It sheared halfway through, the metal twisting under the force but holding the iron bars of the gate together."Isabella," Cynthia hissed, her fingers digging through the green flannel of Bella's sleeve until her nails touched skin. "The lock on the cellar door just dropped. They're in the passage.""Stand back from the frame," Bella said.She didn't look at the cellar exit behind them. She adjusted her grip on the rusted poker, her knuckles chalky with the dried flour dust, and drove the blunt end directly into the fractured rivet. The brass tore with a sharp, metallic rip, and the heavy links slid down the iron bars, piling into the grey puddle at her feet with a heavy splash.Bella didn't wait for Cynthia to move. She shoved the iron gate outward, its rusted hinges groaning against the brick pillar, and pulled her sister into
The CEO’s Secret Triplets Chapter 22
Dante watched Bella leave the library, her back as straight as a blade. He waited until the door clicked shut before he allowed his hand to tremble, just a fraction, as he reached for his phone. The Founders’ Gala had been a disaster, the welfare observer’s visit had been a siege, and now Silas had
Last Updated : 2026-03-20The CEO’s Secret Triplets Chapter 19
The card felt like it was coated in lye. Bella stared at the elegant, sloping script, her vision blurring at the edges as the words clinic in Geneva seared into her mind. The hallway of the thirty-fourth floor, once her sanctuary, now felt like a narrow glass pipe. Dante was standing far too close,
Last Updated : 2026-03-19The CEO’s Secret Triplets Chapter 17
The morning of the wedding did not begin with the scent of flowers or the rustle of lace. It began with the smell of antiseptic and the low, pressurized hum of the tower’s oxygen concentrators. Bella stood in the medical wing, her fingers resting on the cool glass of Leo’s monitor. The numbers wer
Last Updated : 2026-03-19The CEO’s Secret Triplets Chapter 14
The lobby of the Plaza was a sea of velvet and flashbulbs. This was the first of the three mandated appearances, and the air was thick with the scent of lilies and high-stakes curiosity. Bella sat in the back of the car, her hands folded in her lap. She wore a gown of midnight navy, structured and
Last Updated : 2026-03-18
You may also like
Triplets on Secret Mission
Lamour Toujours1.3M viewsCraving The Wrong Brother
Elysian Sparrow585.7K viewsThe Untouchable Ex-Wife
Mizuki Sei2.7M viewsThe Divorced Billionaire Heiress
I Wanna Eat Meat16.3M viewsCAN I RIDE YOU, DADDY? SEDUCING MY EX'S STEP DADDY
Naughtypen370 viewsHer Forbidden Affair: The Regret of the Billionaire Husband
Ryder Slade84 viewsDumping My First Husband for a Better One
Cold Envy592 viewsToo Late For Regrets (Exfiancé Wants Me Back)
Nielle Kris51 views
