Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 240

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“We’re not sitting,” I snapped. “Answer the question!”

Father looked at Silas, then back at us, his expression tight. “We paid Silas to forge the letters. That part is true. But we didn’t put any magic in them. We don’t know who

did.”

I shook my head, not wanting to believe it… I turned to Silas and growled, “You better not be fucking lying to me.” I spat, and in that moment, the door to the throne room pushed open, and Dustin escorted my parents in.

Mother raised her hand gently. “But we had a good reason for it—‘

Her eyes widened. “Spell? No–no, Lennox, we didn’t cast any spell. That’s not us. We would never do something like that.”

“She’s… what?”

Then–Father nodded. “Yes. We did it.”

“What?” Louis asked, blinking.

My head was pounding. My heart was racing. And I felt like I couldn’t breathe.

Lennox’s POV

Dustin nodded before walking out.

“No,” Father replied gently. “I’m not. I have all the evidence. The bloodlines, the history, the dates. Olivia is family. She shares the same great–grandmother as you. You three are her distant cousins.”

“But it’s true,” Father said gently. “Olivia is a descendant of Hailee… just like you.” “I didn’t know Olivia wasn’t Parker’s real daughter until three weeks before her fourteenth birthday,” he began. “That day, Parker came to me in confidence. He told me Olivia wasn’t his biological child. That she had come to him under… unusual

circumstances.”

After he left, a tense silence hung in the air… How could this be true? My own på forging the letters? Why? For what possible reason? And the spell–the damn spell that

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twisted our minds, that poisoned our hearts, that nearly drove us to kill Olivia. Why would they do that? What did they gain?

“You’re lying” Levi said hoarsely, though it sounded like he was trying to convince himself.

The second my mother’s eyes fell on Silas, her breath caught sharp in her throat. My father inhaled like he’d just been punched in the gut. (19

Silas scoffed, the corner of his mouth twitching into a mocking smile. “Why should I lie? If you think I’m spinning stories, then call your parents and ask them yourself. Four years ago, they came to me–handed me a hefty sum to forge those three letters. They told me exactly what to write, word for word, and when I was done, they took the letters away.” he said, sounding so sure of his words.

“Related to us?” I repeated, frowning hard. “What the hell are you talking about?”

My heart thundered in my chest as I turned to my brothers, catching the shadow of

wanted to believe this–could believe this- horror etched into their faces. None of us

but deep down we all knew there was only one way to find out.

My legs felt weak.

There was a pause–too long of a pause–before they exchanged glances, like they were silently agreeing on something.

That was enough. That was all we needed.

“Because… Olivia is related to us.”

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