Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Under The Sun

Chapter 3: Under The Sun

Olivia's POV

"Start talking, Olivia... before I lose my patience," Levi demanded, his voice laced with anger.

I stood frozen, unable to form words as I struggled to process the accusation. Again. I was being accused of stealing—again.

"Olivia!" His voice thundered through the room. "Don't make me lose my patience! Where is the bundle of dollar notes I kept in my drawer? Speak, you thief!"

My eyes widened in shock. But Before I could respond, the door to Levi's room burst open, and Louis stormed in, seething with rage.

"Olivia, where is the money I kept in my drawer?" Louis demanded.

I took a step back, my breath hitching as both Levi and Louis glared at me with fiery rage. My heart pounded in my chest—not out of guilt, but out of sheer disbelief. This wasn't happening. Not again.

"I didn't take anything," I managed to say, my voice trembling.

Levi scoffed, running a frustrated hand through his hair. "Really? Then tell us who else could have taken it. Who else enters our room if not you?"

Louis folded his arms, his frown deepening. "Don't play innocent, Olivia. Just return the money and save us all the drama."

Tears gathered in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. At least not now.

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I forced myself to speak. "I didn't take your money," I repeated, louder this time, my voice shaking with suppressed emotion. "I would never steal from any of you."

"Liar!"

see Lennox standing

bought for Anita is missing too," he announced, turning

Lennox—looked at me

to walk toward me, and out of panic, I tried to run away, but it was useless. I was surrounded by the

above my

what you

said, they would never believe that I didn't steal from them. They would

Levi began counting, and all

the punishment for stealing in this household was brutal. Some thieves were thrown into the dungeons, like my father. Others had their hands

Would I end up like my

"Ten."

my wrists and took a step

her father—a stubborn thief," Lennox sneered. More tears slipped down my

some maids!" Louis ordered

we waited for the arrival of the maids, my heart raced in my chest. What were these men going to do to me? Why were

so much hate, which made me wonder—did he really hate me just because my father was accused of stealing? Was

maids walked in and bowed their heads

punishment. "Take her to the mansion rooftop. Strip her and apply pepper to her naked body. Make sure

what was done to anyone accused of stealing, this was a lesser

her away,"

hold of my arms and led me out of the room. I didn't struggle. There was no point. As we walked through the mansion, I saw my mother.

the maids let

undress," one of them

but there was no escape. Swallowing hard, I

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