The CEO’s Secret Triplets
"I’m Sarah. We’ve selected a few options for Mrs. Blackwood. We want something that says 'Modern Matriarch.' Soft, approachable, but unmistakably elite."
Dante ignored her and walked toward the medical wing. He found Bella in Leo’s room. She hadn't changed her suit. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her hand resting on the boy’s small chest as he slept.
"They’re here," Dante said, standing in the doorway.
Bella didn't look up. "They have a rack of clothes in my living room, Dante. They have a makeup artist setting up in the playroom. They are treating my home like a studio backlot."
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