All Chapters of The Billionaire's Hidden Triplets: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

—Amira—He stood there in a white T-shirt and blue jeans, a bouquet of flowers in hand.His cologne wrapped around me, stirring passionate memories I wasn’t ready to face.I couldn’t breathe. Not with the way my heart was pounding in my chest.“Who’s that?” Mama’s voice came from behind me. She appeared at my side and gasped. “Mr. Rivera!”For the first time since he got here, he smiled. “Good evening, Mrs. Nwosu.”“Evening. We weren't expecting you.” Mama glanced at the gift boxes. “Was that you?”Nathaniel exhaled. “Merry Christmas.”Mama grinned before turning to my cousin.“Come, Oluchi. Let's give them some privacy.”Their footsteps faded down the hallway.I glanced over my shoulder, watching them disappear… then slowly turned back to him.The father of my unborn child.He did come back after all.My breath hitched and tears pricked my eyes.“Hello,” he said.My fingers tightened around the letter. “Hi.”He stepped forward slightly, holding out the bouquet.“This is for you.”I t

—Nathaniel— The moment she slept last night, I threw on pajamas. Grabbed my phone from the nightstand and slipped into the hallway. My heart pounded as I dialed home. It rang twice, then Eloise answered. “Nate?” It was a video call. Mom. Dad. My great-grandmothers and my two brothers stood behind Eloise. “How's everything?” Eloise asked. I took a relieved breath. “We've made up.” They erupted into cheers and hugged each other. “Congratulations, Nate,” my mother whispered. I smiled. “Thanks, Mom.” “So...are we moving to the next plan?” Eloise asked. “That's why I called,” I murmured. “I'll see you all tomorrow.” I ended the call and lowered my phone. The hallway felt too quiet. Careful not to make a sound, I tiptoed back into the room. Warmth tugged at my heart watching her sleep. Slowly, my eyes drifted to her stomach where our little one was growing. More than anything, I wanted to caress her belly—but that could wake her, and she might become suspicious of how I f

—Amira—One Month Later...The rumor of my wedding spread faster than fire.Amira Nwosu was getting married today—to an Oyibo man.By morning, it was everywhere.Maybe if the president of the nation and the governor of my state hadn’t confirmed their attendance, it would have stayed within the village.But now?Every news outlet, every blog... everyone was talking about it.The road leading to my village was packed.And above us, helicopters cut through the sky—flying in and out— as if it was some kind of state event.Inside my family house, the women added the finishing touches to my outfit. When I glanced at the mirror again, I couldn't recognize the maiden staring back at me.For my big day—I was stepping out in a beautifully tailored lace blouse and two George wrappers— one tied over the other for a layered effect. My headgear was a gele tied into an intricate style, matching the designs of my hand fan and purse.Nate's mother, this morning, had gifted me a diamond necklace and wr

—Eloise—The world seemed to blur around me until all I could hear was the frantic pounding of my heart.Caleb Holt.My first love. The boy who had broken my heart. The stranger I had spent seven years trying to forget.He crossed the courtyard with the same steady confidence I remembered, one hand tucked into his pocket as he approached the entrance.The helicopter disappeared into the night behind him.“Who is that?”“Isn't that Caleb Holt?”A few faces turned toward me.My fingers tightened around the glass.“I heard Forbes named him one of the most influential businessmen in America last month,” a voice nearby said.The doors opened and Caleb stepped into the hall. Almost immediately, people gathered around him.Caleb handled each greeting with an easy smile, remembering names, shaking hands, and accepting congratulations.His gaze swept across the crowd and found mine.For years, I'd imagined what it would feel like to see him again. I had imagined anger. Indifference. Maybe even

—Eloise—I slowly opened my eyes to the morning light as memories of last night came rushing back. I rolled onto my back, not wanting to leave the bed.Caleb.His face. His voice. The way he'd looked at me after all these years, as though seeing me again hadn't stirred something in him.Seven years, and somehow, one night had been enough to make me feel everything I thought I'd buried.Groaning, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and made my way to the dresser. I was still wearing my party clothes and shoes. After arriving home late, I'd simply removed my jewelry before collapsing onto the bed.I stared at my reflection for a moment before kicking off my shoes and reaching for the zipper of my dress. The fabric pooled around my feet, and my gaze landed on the stupid matching tattoo Caleb and I had gotten together a few months before he embarrassed me in front of everyone.It was a small crescent moon intertwined with a star, inked just below my hip. He'd said the moon and star b