Novel & Cerita The Ousted Heiress's Glamorous Comeback With Triplets

I felt a surge of nausea—maybe the tequila, maybe the social anxiety—and slipped away while Matteo was deep in a conversation about server security. I stumbled up the stairs, looking for the quiet of a guest bathroom. I’d recognized Juliette as one of Matteo’s former flings earlier—the girl had been a 'Syndicate Princess' back in the day, and she clearly resented my promotion. I reached the landing, the lights flickering as I fumbled for the handle. I wasn't alone. Tatiana, Aienna, and Hria. The triplets’ most recent exes. They stood there like a firing squad, arms crossed, their designer dresses tight enough to stop circulation.

I let him drive since he would be returning with the car once he dropped me at the airport. As the car moved, I pulled out my phone, scrolling through the news. And there it was—the headline that brought an unexpected smile to my face: "Billionaire Heiress Finally Reveals Hidden Child With Ex-Husband Lance Wells." And beneath it was a family picture. My family pictures. It felt great. I rolled down the window and looked outside, letting the cool breeze hit my face. Happiness isn’t something you wait for—it’s something you choose, something you fight for. And I am grateful that I did.

I couldn't fathom why Jennie had brought me to a place like this. Suddenly, she flung a bunch of keys at my face, catching me off guard. "Here," she said with a smile. “What is it for?" I was bewildered as I asked her with a surprised tone. "It's ours now," she replied. "I don't want that despicable woman, who calls herself your wife, to ever disturb us again," she added with a hateful tone. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It seemed that Jennie had taken some drastic steps to ensure our privacy and happiness. As I looked around the mansion, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder.

Raihan wanted me gone and he sneakily played dirty. I am sure the triplets knew how crazy girls were after them. And upon seeing me with the hotties of their dreams, they will eventually try to get rid of me. When Priscilla, the girl clad in pink like Barbie, walked up to me with hatred; it dawned upon me that nobody knew I was also a part of the trio's family.

“Who’s the poor girl who provoked the princess?” “Yeah. How pitiful. She must not know that no one would dare mess up with Michelle.” “I know. The upper class has been quiet since Michelle left the country and joined her parents in Dubai to manage their Beach Hotel there. Now look at that… So many Nevue Richie attempts to climb the ladder of High Society.” “I concurred. Countless shameless women tried to hook up the most outstanding bachelor in our world, and one of them is Galvin.” “The audacity of these fake heiresses.”

Arthur shook his head in frustration, and suddenly, he placed his arm behind her feet and swept her off the floor, carrying her in a bridal manner. “Mr. Arthur!” She called fearfully. Arthur ignored her ranting as he climbed the stairs and headed to her room. He also ignored the prying eyes of some of the people who were in the living room, watching their little drama. “Is that his wife? How come we never heard of his wedding?” “I don’t think they are married. I guess she’s the surrogate mother of his triplets.” They gossiped. Getting into Aurora’s room, Arthur laid her on the bed and let out a deep breath afterward.

She glanced at her mobile which had been blinking for sometime now. Zia immediately opened her social media account and couldn't help but get amazed. The title being that of the billionaire heiress who had taken back everything to her family empire, others talked about the actress turned billionaire. Several topics were already trending online, with several harsh comments about Asriel, the once powerful billionaire in the country. The only daughter to The Gedor family, had successfully ousted the long time billionaire, who turned out to be an adopted child. His image was trending, with his hands gripping hard on Elvira's neck.

The twins also looked exactly like the triplets when they were younger. "Roscoe, Dos and Tres look so much of you, Kraius. Quatro and Cinco got the shape of my face but still looks like you. Do you have a magic spell that cast on me? You know, it's a bit not fair," the woman said, hiding his nervousness.

The evening breeze caressed my skin as I tapped the screen and hit the video call icon. “Mommy!!” I chuckled as the faces of my triplets filled the screen. “There you are, my loves,” I said, grinning from ear to ear. “I promised I’d call before the event.” Before leaving for the office this morning, I had told them about the gala and the possibility of coming home late tonight. Eloise leaned closer to the camera. “Mommy… you look like a princess!” “No,” Damian countered, shaking his head. “She looks like a superhero queen. The kind that flies jets.”

"She never forgave me." "So she's been waiting. Watching. Looking for a way to hurt you." "And now she's found it." He looked at my belly. "You. Triplets. The heirs my mother wanted. If Elena can control the pregnancy — or destroy it — she wins." I covered my belly with both hands. Protective. Fierce. "She's not touching them." "That's not a promise you can make." "Then we make it." I met his eyes. "Together." He stared at me.