Novel & Cerita Reborn With The Ceo's Hidden Twins

Scarlett's POV Mom stared at Preston like he'd just told her the sky was green. "Wait." She set down her chopsticks. "Beaumont Group's CEO is in a wheelchair. Everyone knows that. How are you also a hockey player?" Preston didn't miss a beat. He leaned forward slightly, his voice calm and straightforward. "I faked it. The wheelchair, the limp, all of it. There are some things going on with the company and my family that made it necessary for me to keep a low profile. It was easier if people thought I couldn't walk."

“Now I see what the problem was last time. There’s the placenta, and there’s the head. We saw that last time. Down here, though-” “There’s another head,” I said. “Congratulations,” the doctor said. “The two of you are having twins!” This ends season one of “A Secret Baby For My Billionaire Boss.” If you would like another season of this book, or any of my other books, please send me an email at Krista.Lakes@g***l.com or find me on F******k. I hope you enjoyed it! If you did, there are many more of my stories available on R****h, including several secret baby romances!

Oeberon bring toys to Boss Henry's study for his grandchildren," said the man wearing a black suit. "You're so stingy. Why is there hot news, don't you tell us?" The woman in the white shirt approached her Boss again. "Don't talk too much! Go back to work, even though I'm your Boss." "Sorry, we forgot that you are our boss," answered the woman in the white shirt, laughing. Meanwhile, secretly behind the CEO's office door, Mr Oeberon had planned a surprise for his twin grandchild, who had never met him. When the door to the CEO's office opened, Alan and Alana entered the room feeling tense. Their eyes were amazed by the splendour of the room.

Words that made Kiera's heart race and her face turn pale. "You have returned," the grandmother whispered, her voice carrying the weight of countless years. “Your soul is not meant for this timeline but you’ve been granted a gift, a second chance in life. You’ve been reborn to make changes to your regrets of your past life.” At once all the colour seemed to drain from Kiera’s face as she staggered back a step, her eyes wide. "That's impossible," she murmured, “how did you…” she swallowed, grappling with the revelation that someone knew she was reborn.

“You can hear them if they accept you.” John slowly looked at her belly, then at her face, and Vera could see the exact moment his fear shifted into something close to loyalty. A pregnant woman with talking unborn children, healing food, a former queen in exile, and a plan to take over the garbage sector should have sounded like madness. But his core was recovering, his hands had stopped shaking, and for the first time in months, he could imagine his wife and child getting better.

“I don’t understand.” Sebastian’s smile widened. “Of course you don’t.” He slowly reached into his jacket. Removing another document. Old. Folded. Weathered by time. “The birth records.” Victor’s face drained of color. “No…” Sebastian unfolded the paper. “Your parents had twins.” Aurora’s breathing stopped. Twins? Sebastian continued. “A boy…” He glanced toward the photograph. “…and a girl.” Aurora’s knees weakened. “That’s impossible.”

“…she was born an Adrastus.” Sheraphina’s heart thudded painfully. Elias stepped closer instinctively, almost protectively. “Your mother,” Thomas continued, “ran from that family before she met your father. She carried secrets—dangerous ones. And she passed one of those secrets to you when you were born.” Sheraphina’s throat tightened. “What kind of secret?” Thomas’s voice darkened. “A claim.” Julius pushed off the wall, eyes narrowing. “A claim to what, sir?” Thomas sighed.

Judy Cassatt was too delighted that her voice came out loud and sharp. Everyone in the room froze. Nate Kieran, My husband, stood right beside me, and the moment he heard her, rage shot straight through him. "What street thug? Who are you cursing?" he snapped. But I only stared at the soft, warm child in my arms, my mind drifting. I had actually been reborn—reborn on the very day my sister switched our babies. In my previous life, she coveted the millions my husband and I would one day leave behind. So she secretly swapped our sons.

"You ungrateful girl! Get back to your room and study prenatal care. Now!" I kept my smile fixed in place, nodded quickly, and slipped into my room under Aria's mocking laughter. Outside, their cheerful chatter continued, but I shut it out. Instead, I grabbed my phone and searched for a name that had burned into my memory from the headlines of my past life. Luna Summers. And there it was, photo after photo of her with Alexander Moore, the famous billionaire. They had been caught together countless times. At one press conference, when reporters asked Alexander about Luna, he hadn't even bothered to deny it.

“Because I’m not scared of you. You were supposed to be dead. Lucas doesn’t need you anymore.” Rachel smirked. “But I’m not dead. I was reborn. And I heard you were too. When I came back, I made up my mind, I’m taking my man back. My husband. So pack up, sweetheart. You’re leaving us alone.” Before I could answer, the door opened again. This time, I hoped and prayed, it was Lucas, ready to stop this madness. But it wasn’t. A small boy stepped inside. He looked about five, with the same eyes, the same hair, the same expression as Lucas.