The Cutest Trio Ever: A Billionaire's Sweet Redemption

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Evelyn Harper felt like her body was ablaze...

The unbearable torment seemed to seep from every pore, relentlessly consuming her sanity.

A moment later, the bone-piercing pain spread, causing her internal organs to quiver gently.

She screamed, instinctively wanting to fight back.

Yet, her body wouldn't budge.

It was like her heart was being torn apart, icy cold and burning hot, all at the same time.

She couldn't see anything. The room was pitch black and very dark. She only faintly sensed the presence of the man, as if her soul no longer belonged to her.

She didn't know how long it took before the temperature in the room gradually dropped.

Exhausted, Evelyn tumbled to the floor and fumbled in the dark for her clothes, hastily pulling them on.

As she rushed out of the room, a coquettish female voice shattered all her feigned composure.

"Evelyn, you are out. You've been there for three whole hours. It seems Mr. Crane, despite being over fifty, is still quite the stud."

The speaker was her half-sister, Eliza Harper, the seemingly innocent but actually venomous girl, who forced Evelyn to entertain an old man in his fifties with Dora Acosta's life.

Half a month ago, Evelyn's grandmother, Dora, was diagnosed with stomach cancer. The exorbitant medical expenses were beyond what she, a student, could afford.

She went to her father for help, but he coldly refused, saying that since her mother had been dead for over a decade, he had no obligation to care for the old lady.

Coincidentally, Ken Crane of Horizon Group took a liking to her stepsister, Eliza, and offered a staggering 5 million dollars for one night with her.

Eliza refused to serve the old man and instead threatened Evelyn with Dora's life, forcing her to sleep with Ken.

Evelyn had no choice but to compromise in order to save Dora.

Now, her innocence and dignity were ruined in one night. If it weren't for Dora, who needed her care, she would have rather ended it all.

"I've done what you said. When will the 500 thousand dollars be transferred to my card?"

Eliza gave a seductive smile and feigned surprise. "500 thousand dollars? Didn't we agree on 50 thousand dollars? Why has it become 500 thousand dollars?"

"You!" Evelyn was so angry that her head spun, and she felt unsteady on her feet. "Eliza, you're going back on your word?"

Eliza chuckled, enjoying Evelyn's pitiful state.

"My dear sister, I was just teasing. Mr. Crane offered a staggering 5 million dollars. You take 500 thousand dollars, and I'll take the remaining 4.5 million dollars. After all, it was your body that was sold."

With that, she turned the doorknob and walked into the bedroom.

Evelyn bit her lip and staggered towards the elevator.

*****

Inside the room, Eliza clicked on the bedside lamp.

Just as she was about to lie down next to Ken and pretend, her gaze suddenly swept across the sleeping man's face. When she saw his face, she almost dropped her jaw.

This...

This...

This was him!

How dare Evelyn! She actually slept with the head of the first family!

In an instant, anger and jealousy twisted Eliza's pretty face.

It was originally hers. Why did that bitch get such a great deal?

Eliza cursed inwardly, 'Evelyn, you really should die!

You deserve it!'

*****

Seven and a half months later...

The cry of a baby echoed through the delivery room.

"The first one out is a son. Don't stop. There are still two more in the womb."

Outside the delivery room, the female doctor handed the baby to Eliza, who was waiting at the door. She whispered, "Ms. Eliza Harper, as you wished, the first one she gave birth to is a son."

Eliza caressed her protruding belly, a sinister smile on her lips. "You just said who gave birth to this baby?"

The doctor shuddered, thinking of the high-end apartment worth millions, and quickly corrected herself, "Congratulations, Ms. Eliza Harper, on the birth of your son."

Eliza laughed, her face full of pride.

The doctor asked again, "So, what about the other two babies in Ms. Evelyn Harper's womb..."

"Get rid of them." Eliza pinched the baby's cheek, a fierce look in her eyes. "I'm being generous by raising one for her, considering this baby will help me rise above. Do you think I should raise three for her?"

With that, she turned and walked outside. "If this is done well, I'll double your payment."

*****

Seven years later, at Goldenbough International Airport.

At the exit, amidst the crowd, several bodyguards wearing earpieces were moving through the throng.

"Mr. Stuart, no suspicious people at exit A1."

"Mr. Stuart, no suspicious people at exit A2."

"Mr. Stuart, no suspicious people at exit B1."

"Mr. Stuart, no suspicious people at exit B2."

In the VIP lounge on the second floor of the terminal, a tall and straight figure leaned against a black leather sofa.

The man wore sunglasses with wide custom lenses that covered half his face, revealing only his high nose bridge and thin lips. His face was extremely stern and sharp.

This was a dangerous man, exuding an icy and indifferent aura.

People kept their distance, like he was a force field they couldn't cross.

The temperature in the room dropped to a freezing point as reports came in through the earpieces.

Dead silence.

After a long while, Danny Rivers, standing quietly nearby, ventured to speak, "Mr. Stuart, is your information incorrect? The top hacker, Phantom, did not take a commercial flight to Goldenbough."

They had been tracking Phantom's whereabouts for over half a year, and now, with a clue in hand, it seemed to have led to a dead end.

"Impossible." The man on the sofa barely opened his thin lips, coldly uttering the word.

His eyes, hidden behind the sunglasses, fell straight on the laptop in front of him.

On the screen, a tangle of red lines intertwined.

Those were the signal paths projected by the satellite locator, but now the lines were rolling all over the screen like snowballs.

A target that was originally locked now filled the screen.

Which meant...

He had been tricked!

The next second, the computer screen began to flicker violently.

In the blink of an eye...

It went black!

Danny touched his nose and timidly reminded, "Mr. Stuart, your computer has been hacked."

Words failed Alexander.

Was he blind? Did he need to be reminded?

The door to the lounge was kicked open, and a black-clad bodyguard rushed in, his voice trembling as he spoke to Alexander, "Mr. Stuart, Andrew came to the airport with you, but he lost us and now we don't know where he is."

His cold gaze shot straight toward the door. Alexander barely moved his lips and spat out five words from between his teeth, "Get going and find him."

*****

In the special passageway on the east side of the airport, Evelyn was walking quickly under the dim lights with a small crossbody bag.

"How's it going? Did you get rid of those following me?"

"Evelyn, trust me. I'm the best. I blew up their computer with one move."

Evelyn was about to speak when she sensed something. She froze in her tracks, her piercing gaze darting toward the corner. "Who's lurking there? Show yourself."

It didn't move.

Judging by the size, it seemed to be a human figure, a very small one.

I'll hang up now. Let's talk when I get home.

After ending the call, Evelyn walked briskly toward the corner not far away.

Up close, she finally confirmed it was a boy about six or seven years old.

She hesitated for a moment, kicked the boy, and asked in a low voice, "Kid, still breathing?"

The boy still didn't move.

Evelyn didn't waste any more words and turned to leave.

What was the usual consequence of meddling?

She would get into a mess!

Why would she be so foolish as to get involved with an abandoned child and risk being labeled with child trafficking?

Mom...

A weak and soft voice sounded from behind, stopping Evelyn in her tracks.

It was this word that reminded her of her own child who had died young.

She could be ruthless to everyone, but she just couldn't be heartless toward a child of this age.

"Get up. I'll take you out of here."

There was no response again.

Evelyn sighed lightly, about to reach down to pull him up when her fingertips touched his burning-hot wrist. A look of surprise crossed her face.

He was burning up. It must be at least 104 degrees Fahrenheit.

She had no idea what kind of irresponsible parents this little boy had ended up with. How could they just dump a kid in this pitch-black corner to fend for himself?

"You're lucky you ran into me, or you'd be burning up into a fool in no more than three hours."

Evelyn resignedly picked up the little one who was burning with fever and strode toward the exit.

*****

That afternoon, the news of the missing heir of the Stuart family swept across all the major newspapers and shocked the entire high society.

In Goldenbough, who would dare to touch Andrew Stuart?

Andrew was the apple of the Stuart family's eye. All the young masters in the whole upper circle added up couldn't compare with him.

Now that he was lost, it was going to be a big mess.

*****

At Pinnacle Hospital, on the fifth floor, in a certain ward, Evelyn looked at the missing person notice playing on the TV. Then she looked at the little boy lying on the bed and felt a headache coming on as she rubbed her forehead.

Sure enough, doing good deeds and all that karma stuff was just nonsense. Being a good person was not so easy.

Just a second ago, she was chased around the airport by Alexander, and now she ended up picking up his son.

Andrew was the real deal.

As the heir of the Stuart family, he was a big shot because he had a father who was richer than a country.

He was born as the heir to hundreds of billions dollars. Anyway, her son didn't have such good luck.

Comparisons were odious.

"Mom..."

It was that soft male voice again. Evelyn shook her head, smirked, and said, "I'm telling you. Don't call me that. It might shorten my life. I'm at best your aunt, not your mother."

Andrew blinked, gave her a cute, innocent smile, and repeated, "Mom..."

Evelyn was lost for words.

At that moment, the door to the ward was pushed open, and a tall and straight figure walked in, surrounded by several bodyguards in black.

Evelyn recognized this man. It was Alexander.

Half a year ago, she hacked into one of his accounts at Summit Bank International, and 3 billion dollars in his account disappeared.

For this, Alexander chased her around the world for half a year.

That was a tough one!

Did you save my son?

His deep, mellow, and magnetic voice was utterly captivating.

Judging him to be gentle solely by his voice would be a grave mistake.

Alexander was the top ten man internationally.

He was a top-tier existence, with a huge business empire, able to turn the world upside down.

In Goldenbough, he was the one who called the shots.

It's a small act of kindness, not worth mentioning. His condition is basically stable. If there's nothing more, I'll be on my way.

With that, Evelyn reached for her small shoulder bag by the bedside, slung it over her shoulder, and turned to leave.

Before she could take a step, Andrew on the bed quickly grabbed her arm, looking at her pitifully. "Don't go. I need someone to stay with me."

Alexander's handsome face flashed with surprise. Everyone in the world knew that his son suffered from severe autism. He rarely uttered a word, and he had never been so dependent on Alexander, but now...

Evelyn forced a smile. She reached out, patted his head, and said softly, "You have your mom and dad. They can stay with you."

Andrew suddenly got agitated, clutching her arm tightly and mumbling, "I don't have a mom."

Evelyn was stunned.

No mom?

It shouldn't be the case. Wasn't Eliza his birth mother?

Although Evelyn had been abroad all these years, there were only a few top tycoons in the world, and she had heard a bit about Alexander's private life.

Eliza tricked him into bed and then had a child as a chip to marry into the Stuart family. How cunning she was!

Thinking of Eliza, Evelyn felt a deep, heavy ache in her heart.

Eliza's actions indirectly led to Dora's death, which in turn caused Evelyn to deliver prematurely, resulting in the tragic loss of her firstborn child.

Thinking that Andrew was Eliza's child, Evelyn felt her heart grow cold. She slowly opened his fingers and said to him in an indifferent voice, "Whether you have a mom or not, it is not my concern."

Andrew became anxious, quickly rolling off the bed and tightly hugging her calf on the ground before bursting into tears.

Looking coldly at Alexander, who seemed to be enjoying the spectacle, Evelyn sneered, "Mr. Stuart, you really have quite the refined taste, watching your own son cling to a strange woman and call her mom. Be careful when you get home, your wife might teach you a lesson."

Before Alexander could speak, the door was pushed open again, and a slim figure rushed in from outside.

Andrew, didn't you have a fever? Why are you lying on the ground?

Evelyn saw a figure flash by, and then she was pushed away by a force.

She didn't need to look down to know who it was.

It was really a small world.

But then she thought it was normal for Eliza to come to the hospital. After all, Andrew was her son.

It was Eliza's son!

But the very next moment, Evelyn was taken aback by a series of actions from Andrew.

She saw Andrew quickly get up from the ground and then directly lowered his head and hit Eliza's lower abdomen with his head, knocking Eliza out a few feet.

"You go. I don't want to see you."

"Andrew, I'm Mom. What's wrong? Don't be scared..."

Before Eliza could finish speaking, a shrill scream suddenly rang out in the ward.

Andrew directly sank his teeth into Eliza's arm. Evelyn couldn't gauge the force he used, but a trace of blood seeped out onto Eliza's delicate skin.

At that moment, a cold murderous intent flashed through Eliza's eyes.

She cursed inwardly, 'This ungrateful child! One day, I will make him pay a bloody price.'