The Exiled Heiress And Her Secret Triplets

the hospital windows while the delivery

scraping through her lungs as masked doctors crowded around t

darkness, the research archive of Nolan Medical-the company built by her late mother, Cath

g doctor low

hing we could. The triplets came too

him, unable to un

nds clawed at the sheets. "No, my bab

nge. Behind him, someone drew a whi

hroat as thunder shook the windows a

nce that night, believing their firstborn brother had died. She had come home to reclaim Nolan Medical, re

ternal aunt, Christiana Hess, said, adjusting her grip on the temper

sweeping across the private tarmac of John F. Kennedy Internatio

ty-foot digital billboard ahead of them flashed the l

control of Nolan Medical after Catharine's death-smiled down from the sc

pocket, her fingers closed around the leat

d the delivery room crashed through her mind ag

born didn

flesh pulled at her ribs, makin

lack RIMOWA carry-on and tugged gently on her sleeve. His oversize

e spiked," Toby mutter

lic taste in her mouth and

Just adjusting t

h pink bear to her chest and ga

lly the giant city

ghter, hiding the bitter cold

ly, baby," Claire said quietly. "And

ggage and directed the family toward

st sent an urgent encrypted alert. The Kensington infant's c

plied, her voice sharp as an incision. "And ke

ecutive lounge, Daisy

ingers. I need t

Toby ahead. She washed the little girl's hands with mild lavender soap,

the tip of her nose. "Don't be sad, Mo

s heart. She kissed Daisy's forehead, took

on of broad-shouldered bodyguards in

d through the conditioned air-a crisp

se skipped a

darkest corners of her memory, belonging to the

of the marble archway, her eyes na

the far corner, leaving behind only the heavy, rhyth

rnally. New York was home to eight million people; she couldn't

leading Daisy toward th

towering fluted marble pillar, a small figure

s unruly dark curls, and the sharp structure of h