บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire Hidden Triplets.: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Ethan came out of the car and into the large driveway of his father's home. The hot noon sun glinted off the perfectly smooth glass, the sharp images projected all around by the edges of the meticulously shaped hedges. He adjusted his suit jacket, his jaw tightening. Conversations with his father never left him unscathed.Inside, the air was heavy with the smell of old wood and leather. Ethan saw his father sitting in the study with a straightened body tense with power. A glass of brandy sat untouched on the mahogany desk beside a neatly folded newspaper.“We need to talk, his father said, his voice as sharp as the ticking of the ornate grandfather clock behind him.Ethan remained standing, his shoulders square. “What now?”“The Greenwoods want to meet. They're just desperate to get the wedding sorted out," his father chimed in, no room for disagreement. “You’ve wasted enough time.”Ethan clenched his fists at his sides. “Sophia and I had a misunderstanding. We’re trying to resolve it

Ethan sat at the head of the table, his gaze unwavering as the reporters shouted questions at him, their words sharp and accusatory. The media conference was only halfway through, but it felt like hours. His hands clenched at the sides of his podium as the relentless barrage of questions continued.A reporter from the Daily Times stood up first, microphone in hand. “Mr. Grey, it’s clear that you’ve made a fool of yourself in front of the world. You’ve ruined a promising business deal, jeopardized your father’s legacy, and now you’re abandoning a well-established engagement with Sophia Greenwood. How do you explain this?” The words hit like a slap across his face. Ethan’s jaw tightened, but he kept his voice even. “I didn’t ruin anything. I made a decision based on my personal values. The business will continue to operate as usual.” The room erupted with murmurs, but before he could continue, another reporter cut in. “Is this what it takes to get your attention? A media circus? You

Rachel readjusted the strap of her handbag, kneeling before her children as her voice turned firm but soothing. "Listen, sweethearts. Today, no talking to strangers, all right? And remember, I'll be the one picking you up after school." Her voice softened, and her eyes shone bright as she looked into the innocent eyes of her children. "Promise me you'll be good?The three of them nodded, their small faces serious. Rachel forced a smile, leaning in to kiss each of them on the forehead. Her youngest clung to her for a moment longer, and she squeezed her tightly before standing. Turning to the nanny, she lowered her voice. "If anything happens, call me directly. No one else."The nanny nodded, taking in the urgency in Rachel's voice. With one last wave at her kids, she walked toward her car. The starting of the engine felt heavier than usual inside her chest. Something didn't feel right today, but she decided to brush the feeling aside and drive towards Ethan's company.---As she arri

Ethan leaned back, watching Rachel as her sobs began to subside. She was pale and fragile-looking, clinging to the edge of the table for dear life. The tension in her shoulders cut through his chest like a knife. "Rachel," he said softly, leaning forward. "You can't keep doing this to yourself. Please, talk to me."Rachel shook her head, quivering lips. "There's nothing to talk about, Ethan," she stammered, not looking up at him. "There is something to talk about, Rachel. Your behavior today isn't normal. You aren't like this, and I want the strong, determined Rachel back" Ethan spilled out.Rachel glared at him, her heart pounding from the fears of the message and a thought of somebody already sending the same message to him. How is he going to react? Is he going to be happy or sad? Different thoughts and narrations run through her head. Her thoughts were interrupted by Ethan growl.Like I said before, this is not your family or your life and I don't think there is something to tal

Morning sun poured in through the windshield through the driver's side at times from the windshield when Rachel steered the car onto the street. They were in the back of the car and their discussions filled the car. Rachel smiled softly, glancing at them through the rearview mirror. Her chest filled with love, while listening to the song, as Daniella hummed, while Damian and Dante shared a secret in hushed tones.“Mummy, our class teacher told us that we are going to have parents day in school soon" Dante tells her after gossiping with his brother.“Really!" Rachel smiled as she stared at them through the mirror.“Yes" the voice of Damian filled the car with his joyful tone. “So you want me to come?" She asked them “Yes mama" Damian shouted.“Alright, don't strain yourself Damian" she said softly as he settled down quietly.When they got close to the school, Rachel observed a black SUV in close shadow behind her. She frowned, checking her rearview mirror again. Soon, another car joi