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Victoria Vance believed the worst part of her trip would be the turbulence over the Rocky Mountains.<\/p>\n
She was wrong.<\/p>\n
As she settled her purse into her first-class seat on the Denver\u2013Dallas flight, she saw the last man on Earth she expected to run into: Ethan Sterling, her ex-husband and founder of one of the most powerful clean-energy firms in North America.<\/p>\n
It had been five years since the divorce.<\/p>\n
Ethan was just as immaculate as ever: dark tailored suit, a discreet wristwatch that cost more than a house, and that cold, imposing stare capable of making anyone feel small.<\/p>\n
When he recognized her, he froze.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell\u2026 what a coincidence.\u201d<\/p>\n
Victoria closed the book she was reading. \u201cHardly a pleasant one.\u201d<\/p>\n
The flight attendant checked her tablet. \u201cMr. Sterling, your assigned seat is in the row ahead.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know,\u201d he replied.<\/p>\n
Yet, he pointed to the empty seat beside Victoria and asked to switch. There were other open seats, but he chose that one like a corporate raider sitting across from a rival before a hostile takeover.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have to sit here,\u201d she said calmly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted to check something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ethan offered a joyless smile. \u201cWhether, after rejecting my last name, my estate, and a settlement of over fifty million dollars, you actually found something better.\u201d<\/p>\n
Two nearby passengers turned to glance at them.<\/p>\n
Victoria kept her voice entirely steady. \u201cYou always believed that losing you was the same as losing everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
The line struck a sharp blow to his pride.<\/p>\n
For years, the two of them had been presented in high-society magazines as the ultimate power couple. He ran Sterling Renewables. She, a brilliant environmental scientist, had developed the grid-storage system that turned the startup into a multi-billion-dollar giant.<\/p>\n
Then one night, Ethan caught glowing text notifications on Victoria\u2019s phone screen.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s confirmed.\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n
\u201cYou have to tell him before it\u2019s too late.\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n
\u201cThe results are delicate.\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n
He instantly decided she was having an affair.<\/p>\n
Victoria tried to explain, but Ethan refused to listen. His chief operating officer, Chloe Carmichael, fueled every suspicion and meticulously controlled all legal communications during the divorce proceedings.<\/p>\n
In less than a month, the marriage was completely over.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou vanished,\u201d Ethan murmured as the plane leveled out.<\/p>\n
\u201cI started over.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou never asked for child support or alimony.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I never married your bank account.\u201d<\/p>\n
He opened his mouth to reply, but for the first time, he looked genuinely uncomfortable.<\/p>\n
When they landed in Dallas, Victoria walked briskly toward the arrival gate without saying goodbye. Ethan followed a short distance behind, flanked by his assistant and two private security guards.<\/p>\n
Out past the terminal doors, a row of black luxury SUVs waited near the curb.<\/p>\n
Then, a sleek gray Bentley pulled up to the sidewalk.<\/p>\n
The rear door popped open.<\/p>\n
Three young boys with dark hair tumbled out at the exact same time.<\/p>\n
\u201cMommy!\u201d<\/p>\n
They sprinted toward Victoria.<\/p>\n
One wrapped his arms around her waist. Another grabbed her hand. The smallest threw himself against her with so much energy he nearly knocked her off her feet.<\/p>\n
Victoria laughed through rising tears. \u201cHey, my little monsters! Were you good boys for Grandpa?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ethan stopped dead in his tracks.<\/p>\n
All three boys had Victoria\u2019s striking light eyes.<\/p>\n
But the structure of their faces, their lopsided grins, and the tiny dimples in their chins were absolute carbon copies of his own.<\/p>\n
\u201cVictoria\u2026\u201d Ethan whispered, his voice trembling. \u201cWho are they?\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked up at him, her expression unreadable. \u201cMy sons.\u201d<\/p>\n
The oldest boy observed Ethan with intense curiosity. \u201cMommy, that man looks just like us.\u201d<\/p>\n
Every drop of color drained from the billionaire\u2019s face.<\/p>\n
Victoria tightened her grip on her sons\u2019 hands and guided them toward the Bentley.<\/p>\n
Before getting in, she turned to face him one last time.<\/p>\n
\u201cFive years ago, I tried to tell you I was pregnant with triplets, Ethan. You decided my truth wasn\u2019t worth five minutes of your time.\u201d<\/p>\n
And as the Bentley pulled away into traffic, Ethan realized the betrayal he had spent five years avenging had never actually existed.<\/p>\n
What he didn\u2019t know yet was who had turned that lie into a sentence for all five of them.<\/p>\n
Ethan remained frozen on the sidewalk until one of his bodyguards approached with caution.<\/p>\n
\u201cSir, the board meeting begins at eight o\u2019clock at the Vance Estate in Highland Park.\u201d<\/p>\n
That snapped him out of his trance.<\/p>\n
Victoria\u2019s family had recently acquired a controlling thirty-one percent stake in Sterling Renewables. Ethan had assumed they were attempting a hostile takeover to destroy him. Now, he suspected the meeting had a very different purpose.<\/p>\n
During the drive to Highland Park, he recalled the final night of his marriage.<\/p>\n
Victoria had run after him to the penthouse elevator.<\/p>\n
\u201cI need to tell you something critical!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI already know enough.\u201d<\/p>\n