My Billionaire Husband and the Twin College Girls

My billionaire husband was the richest man among the Capitol’s Elite Circle. One day he was drugged and ended up in bed with a college girl. When he came to, the first person he called was me. His voice was hoarse, shaky and filled with panic. “Ally, I was drugged! I messed up! B-but I gave her money! She won’t make a scene!” Eight years of what I thought was true love and I convinced myself it was just a one-time mistake. Six months later, Samuel was away on a business trip when the earthquake hit. News flooded every channel. I rushed to the hospital, only to find him standing outside a hospital room, his face pale and conflicted. The doctor told me Nell Barnes—that same college girl—was three months pregnant. She’d dug through rubble with her bare hands to save Samuel, her fingers torn and bleeding. Samuel grabbed my hand and whispered, “Three months ago, her family passed away. She came to me for help. I’d had too much to drink. I didn’t mean for this to happen…” He paused, eyes begging, “Don’t worry. She’ll never set foot in our home. She won’t threaten your place in our family.” Suddenly, Nell burst out of the room and collapsed at my feet, tears streaming down her face. “Please, ma’am! I’m begging you! Let my baby live!” Samuel looked at me, desperation in his voice. “Ally… you’ve always been the reasonable one. The baby is innocent…” I stared at him. Then I laughed. “Samuel, either we get divorced, or she gets out of our lives.” “I won’t divorce you!” he choked, eyes red. “But I have to take responsibility for her…” Months later, Nell gave birth to twins. The entire Stone Family celebrated like royalty. I took off my wedding ring and dialed a number I hadn’t called in years. “I’m in,” I said. The voice on the other end chuckled softly. “Mrs. Stone, it’ll be a pleasure doing business with you.”