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Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

"M... Marissa! Are they my kids?" Rafael's eyes weren't moving away from the adorable kids' faces. "No, Rafael. They are not," Marissa said with a fake smile, "They aren't yours. Remember?" she batted her lashes quite dramatically, "We were never married!" Marissa Aaron’s elder sister Valerie Aaron jilted her blind boyfriend on her wedding day and ran off. For face-saving, Merissa's family pleaded to her to marry Raphael Sinclair. The irony? She was not allowed to tell her blind husband that she was not Valerie but Merissa Aaron. On the day of Raphael's successful eye surgery, Marissa got to know that Valerie was back to take her rightful place as Sinclaire’s daughter-in-law. Marissa tried explaining to her husband that she was the one married to him, but he did not believe her. Instead of any more convincing, heartbroken Merissa decided to leave the city without telling him, her secret. Raphael Sinclair was the classic definition of drop-dead gorgeous and was the only heir of the Sinclair group of industries. What would he do when he came to know that all this time the woman who offered him, her love and her body was not Valerie but her younger sister Marissa Aaron? How would he react when he came to know that he was the father of the babies Marissa was carrying in her womb? Would he go after Marissa and win her back? And the million-dollar question! Would Marissa ever be able to forgive him and love him again?

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90- Petty?

Usually nothing excited Kate about going to the office but this morning it was different.

 John Harris had asked her to let him know when Marissa reached the office.

They might not arrest her officially but if she wouldn't cooperate, they might have to force her to talk to them.

"What are you planning to do?" Amir asked her, his eyes darting to the huge building of MSin Industries offices.

He was here to drop Kate and now they were sitting in the car.

"I need to tackle Marissa, today," she said thoughtfully, "Can you contact some of your influential sources or friends and ask for Mrs. Sinclair's contact number?"

Amir considered her request for a moment. He had friends who belonged to good, well-off families but none of them was as influential to have Rafael Sinclair's wife's contact number.