Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 127

Chapter 127: The File

Olivia's POV

My eyes fluttered open to the soft glow of sunlight spilling through the curtains.

For a moment, I didn't move—just stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, my heart still heavy with the memory of the night before. Then I blinked, confused.

Something felt different.

No warmth behind me.

No strong arm around my waist.

No calloused hand on my—

My eyes widened, and I bolted upright. Shit! I had fallen asleep. Fuck!

I turned around. Lennox was gone, but his scent still clung to the sheets. It was obvious he had just woken up—not long ago.

I threw the blanket off and sat at the edge of the bed, rubbing my face with trembling hands. This wasn't what I came here for. I didn't come here to feel like this—to be touched like that. To want more.

I was here for a reason. A mission.

My father.

The safe.

The file.

Quickly, I got down from the bed and set out to do my task, not even caring where Lennox had gone.

I crouched beside the small cabinet, reaching for the third drawer on the left.

It was right where I remembered.

Quietly, I pulled it open and reached behind it, fingers searching blindly until I felt cold metal brush my skin.

The key.

I pulled it out slowly, turning back toward the far corner of the room where the safe was built into the wall, hidden behind a row of old books.

One by one, I slid the books aside and revealed the small steel door.

My hands were trembling now—not just from fear of being caught, but from fear of not finding anything at all.

it be here,"

the key

It clicked.

the door

I reached for the first file, and it was labeled with

Parker Melford.

This was it.

I didn't have time to

it out and carefully closed the safe, pushing the books back exactly the

in my hand, I turned—only to freeze in place as I heard the door

My heart jumped.

my oversized shirt and quickly tucked the file underneath

the door opened—Lennox stepped in, holding

holding

soft smile tugged at his

keep my breathing calm, forcing a small nod even

step inside and lifted the tray slightly. "I figured you might be

lifting in surprise.

nodded, almost shyly. "Yeah. I know it's

parted slightly. I couldn't help the quiet shock in my voice. "Did you ever do this for your wife?" I asked, already knowing the answer, but

His smile faltered. "No."

I frowned. "Why not?"

a second, jaw tightening.

Complicated?

never got breakfast, but I do? Is

stood there, eyes dropping to the tray in his hands like he

heart twisted in my chest, but I hardened

this,"

"Olivia—"

wife—but you're making breakfast for another man's wife now? That's not

wanted to explain, like he had words but didn't know how to say them. I didn't

need to return back to my room, and please, I want to talk to Gabriel—my

daring to look back. The file was still tucked under my shirt, the

it behind me. As soon as I was out, I released a soft breath

locked the door and exhaled in relief. I quickly sat on the bed

file on my lap. Papers, notes,

was

Accused of Grand

My breath hitched.

was accused of not just

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