Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 22: someone wants me dead

Chapter 22: someone wants me dead

Olivia's POV

I turned back to the triplets, my frown deepening. "She's not here:

Levi scoffed. "Of course, she's not."

Louis let out an exasperated breath. "You expect us to believe that? These are all the maids in the estate, Olivia"

"T know what I saw!" I snapped, frustration flaring in my chest. "Someone gave me the juice. If she's not here, then that means-*

"She doesn't exist, Lennox cut in, his voice laced with anger.

My frown deepened. "That's not what l was going to say."

The head maid stepped forward. "Alpha, these are all the maids currently employed in the estate. If Miss Olivia claims someone else served her, I assure you, she must be mistaken."

Mistaken?

A cold chill ran down my spine. No. I wasn't mistaken.

Lennox took a step closer to me, his voice low but biting. "Enough of this, Olivia. The healer said the poison was commonly used in suicides. There's no mystery maid, no secret culprit. Just admit it."

My hands shook with rage. "I didn't poison myself!"

"Then where is the proof?" Levi shot back. "Where is this so-called maid?"

I looked between them, my heart hammering. They didn't believe me. They were convinced I had done this to myself.

I turned to my mother, hoping-praying-that she would defend me. But she stood silently beside me, her face pale, her lips pressed together.

She didn't doubt me. But she was powerless against them.

A bitter laugh escaped me. "So that's it? You've already decided I'm lying?"

Lennox's gaze hardened. "You were the only one in the room. No one else."

"I

between us, thick with

hand

Louis exchanged a look before Levi turned to the guards. "Take her

me. Brushing me off

vision blurring with exhaustion and

look at me. "So

clenched my fists as two guards stepped forward, ready to escort me

gaze landed on the head maid once more. She was watching me carefully,

a split second—I saw

flicker of something in

me

a maid. She might be an assassin dressed in a maid's clothes

bed, my thoughts raced. Someone had tried to kill me. And if they failed once, they

this place. If I don't, my dead body will be carried

could see the worried look on my mother's face. Obviously, she knew I was right. Whoever

at the borders won't let you, she said with a sigh, and I panicked. I knew I had to do something. I had to leave this place-somehow. I had to

of ways to escape. It was better to be a rogue than to live this life

Evilly, one of the mansion staff, came and announced that dinner

bed, I took the stairs to the dining room, and as expected, the triplets were there-so was Anita. The moment I saw her, my wolf howled in anger, but I composed myself and walked over to the

smirk-it reminded me that I had been poisoned. I wasn't

leaving Anita. She looked too pleased with herself, as if she was enjoying my suffering. My wolf growled again, but I took a slow breath, suppressing the

voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned to him,

he said, nodding toward my untouched plate. "You need to

treating me like I was crazy?

forcing myself to take a bite,

lifted my fork, my mother walked into the dining room, a tray in her hands, carrying a jug of water and several

the estate. My mother may have been an omega, but she was still my

down, my angry voice filling the air. "Why is she the one serving? There are

hesitated for a second before lowering her head and

a quiet chuckle, swirling the wine in her glass as she smirked at me. "Oh, Olivia, don't forget where you come from. Just because you married the Alphas doesn't mean your mother isn't still a maid.

at her words, but what enraged me even more was the silence from the triplets. Not one of them spoke up. Not one of