All Chapters of The Billionaire's Hidden Triplets: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

—Eloise— The tall fence of Mama's vintage mansion came into view ahead. As we got closer, a security guard stepped out of the small gatehouse and raised a hand. The taxi slowed to a stop. The guard walked to my window and looked inside. Before he could ask any question, I lowered the window so he could see. “Ma'am.” He gave a curt nod and signaled to the other guards to let us in. The barriers were lifted, and the heavy gates creaked open. I glanced out the window as we passed through the gates. The house stood beyond the wide driveway, its old stone walls covered with climbing vines. Tall windows lined the front of the house and a broad staircase which led to the main entrance. Some things never changed. I still remembered the first day my siblings and I visited. We had been younger then, excited to see the woman everyone in the family spoke about with so much respect. I had felt nervous that day. Now, returning with a contract tying me to Caleb, the house felt dif

—Eloise—The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the steady sound of footsteps around me. I rolled onto my back, peeled my eyes open, and saw Mrs. Collins and another housekeeper cleaning my room and arranging my things in the closet.“Good morning, ma'am,” Mrs. Collins said, noticing that I was awake. “Mr. Holt asked us to make sure everything was unpacked and put away.”Of course he did. He had already decided I belonged here.I threw the covers aside, swung my feet out of bed, and walked to the bathroom. After washing my face, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My stomach rumbled.I pressed a hand against it.Of course I was hungry. I hadn't eaten anything throughout yesterday. Last night, he had invited me to dinner, and I had declined. Now my stomach was making me regret that decision.I walked back into the bedroom, and Mrs. Collins looked up from the closet.“Breakfast is ready, ma'am.”My stomach rumbled again.“Is it still warm?”“Yes, ma'am. Come with me.”She st

—Eloise—My eyes dropped for a moment, taking him in, surprised to see he still had our matching tattoos before I forced myself to look back at his face. He noticed, and of course, smiled.“You came.”“You said I should spend the night here.”“I did.”He walked past me toward the wardrobe. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me.Caleb opened the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a dark T-shirt. He glanced over his shoulder at me before releasing the towel. I dragged my gaze to the ceiling.He laughed.“What are you doing?”My face burned hotter.“Doing what any sane person would do?” I muttered.“C'mon, Eloise. You've seen me naked before.”I refused to look at him.“That was seven years ago.”He stepped closer.“Fine. I'm dressed now.”I looked at him and he was still in his birthday suit. I groaned.“Caleb!!”He laughed and disappeared into the dressing area. A few minutes later, he returned fully dressed, his wet hair still slightly tousled.I walked to the

—Eloise—My fingers tightened around the handle of my handbag. I set it down slowly on the table as I took my seat.“I’m having tea with my brother.”Something shifted in Caleb's expression.“Which brother?”“Nathaniel.”“This early?”“Yes.” I held his gaze. “Is there a problem?”He was quiet for a beat. He shook his head.“No.”“Good,” I murmured, and turned to my breakfast.Moments later, Caleb walked me outside. I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. Maybe a little affection was all it would take to keep him from asking more questions.I could feel the tension leaving his body slowly.“Call me if you need anything.”“Sure.”I gave him a polite smile and climbed into the car. The door closed behind me, and I glanced through the window.Caleb was still standing outside.He watched as the car pulled away from the house. I turned my attention to the road, trying to push the guilt aside.I wasn't lying to him.Not exactly.I was meeting my brother for tea.I just wasn't telling him why.

—Eloise—The clock ticked as I stood in front of the mirror while Mrs. Collins adjusted a loose hairpin. I was wearing an Émile Laurent sequin dress with a pair of silver heels.The glam team had come and gone.I looked at the time. I was a few minutes late for my engagement party.Good.Let him wait. Let him feel the anxiety of everything he'd put me through over the past few weeks.Mrs. Collins stepped back.“You look beautiful,” she said.I forced a smile.Beautiful.That was the last thing on my mind.Not with the photos of Séraphina and Nathaniel's words from this morning still fresh in my head. I'd told him about the multimedia presentation, and he'd tried to dissuade me. He thought it would be a catastrophe.Catastrophe was exactly what I wanted tonight.I picked up my clutch and gave myself one last look in the mirror. I wasn't nervous. I told myself that twice before stepping into the hallway and making my way downstairs.My driver was already waiting outside, with security c