Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75: Grounded

Olivia's POV

I was confused, stunned, and completely thrown off. Who the hell was behind these gifts? And how the hell did he know I had a fever last night?

"Olivia… don't keep me silent… speak, Olivia… who the hell is he?" Lennox demanded furiously. His anger was palpable, suffocating.

I swallowed hard and lifted my eyes to meet his. "Lennox, like I said, I don't know who the hell sent this. If I knew, I would have said so."

"Lies!" Louis growled, stepping forward until he stood right in front of me. His brown eyes had darkened with rage, and the sheer intensity of his glare sent a shiver down my spine.

"You're lying, Olivia. You know who sent this," he barked. "And you're going to tell us who the hell that bastard is!"

My frown deepened as I looked at the teddy bear, then back at the three of them. Each one of them seething with uncontained fury. It clearly wasn't from any of them. So, if it wasn't… then who? Who would do this? Who would send this gift just to stir up trouble?

My gaze swept the room again… and landed on Anita.

She was smirking.

Smirking, as if this was all some entertaining drama she had front-row seats to.

"You!" I spat in anger, my chest heaving as I stormed toward Anita. Her smug expression only fueled my rage.

"You did this, didn't you?!" I shouted, pointing at the teddy bear as if it were the smoking gun. "You sent that damn gift just to stir the pot, just to get me into trouble!"

Anita blinked, acting surprise, then her face twisted into anger. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Don't play innocent with me!" I snapped, and without thinking—without pausing—I raised my hand and slapped her hard across the face.

The sound echoed in the room.

Anita stumbled back, her hand flying to her cheek in shock.

"You psychotic—!" she began, but Lennox was already beside me, grabbing my arm.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Olivia?!" he barked, his eyes blazing with anger. "You can't go around accusing people and slapping them!"

"She deserved it!" I snapped, glaring at Anita. "She was smirking the whole time, like she wanted this chaos. She enjoyed watching you three lose your minds."

"Are you seriously accusing me?" Anita said, her voice trembling with anger as she stepped forward. Her eyes glistened, not with tears, but with pure rage. "I swear on my life, Olivia—I had nothing to do with that gift. Nothing!"

Louis was beside her in an instant. "I believe her," he growled at me, his dark eyes narrowed with disappointment. "You're out of line."

Levi stepped in too, his jaw tight. "Olivia, you need to calm down. This… this isn't like you."

My heart dropped. The three of them… all staring at me like I was the problem. Like I was the villain.

But I knew what I saw. Anita was smirking. She did enjoy the chaos.