Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 370

Chapter 370: Everyone is afraid of death

Olivia’s POV

"I will be fine... you don’t have to worry about me," I assured Nora and Lolita for what felt like the hundredth time. Just like the triplets, they couldn’t hide their concern over my plan.

"Just be careful, okay," Lolita pleaded, her voice trembling.

I gave her a warm smile and nodded. "Yes... I will."

Nora stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me, holding on tightly as though she didn’t want to let go. "Be careful," she whispered in my ear before reluctantly pulling away. Lolita came next, hugging me briefly before we parted. I forced another soft smile for them both, closing my eyes as I drew in a long, steadying breath.

With my eyes closed, I sucked in a deep breath and thought of Lord Frederick. Now that I was about to do it, I felt nervous. He wasn’t just another man—he was dangerous, unpredictable, and I couldn’t afford for this plan to fail. If it did, everything would collapse around me.

" We can do this," I whispered to my wolf. She stirred inside me, her strength brushing against mine, urging me on.

One more deep breath, and I focused on Frederick’s image, channeling my teleportation ability to guide me straight to him. In the blink of an eye, the world shifted.

When I opened my eyes again, I was standing in a vast living room. My brows drew together instantly.

"This... isn’t Lord Frederick’s home," I murmured. His other home had been bleak, cold, suffocated by shadows and dark decor. But this place... it was warmer, grander, almost regal in its age.

I turned slowly, my wolf restless inside me. Where am I?

Before I could take another step, soft footsteps echoed from the far side of the room. A woman appeared. She moved with elegance, her steps soundless across the polished floor. Her skin was pale, her eyes a deep crimson that shimmered like firelight. Her long hair, black as night, fell down her back in smooth waves. But what struck me most—was her face.

She looked like him.

The sharp cheekbones. The proud jawline. Even the cold tilt of her eyes.

My lips parted in shock. "You... you look like Lord Frederick."

The woman paused a few steps away, her gaze sweeping over me carefully, almost as if she was measuring me. A faint smile curved her lips—not cruel, but not soft either.

"That’s because," she said, her voice smooth and friendly, "I am his sister."

A sister? I never knew he had siblings.

I swallowed, forcing myself to nod and take a hesitant step forward. "Hi... my name is—"

Olivia," she interrupted.

My brow furrowed. How did she know? I could swear I had never seen her before.

Frederick’s sister smiled again. "I know you... you are my future sister-in-law," she said proudly, looking so excited at the thought of it.

I wanted to rebuke her, telling her it was in her wildest dream, but I held back my words. After all, I had to keep up my plan.

I glanced around the vast mansion looking for any sign of Frederick. "Where is Frederick?" I asked, returning my gaze back to her.

"He’s here," she replied. "Likely in his study. I’ll take you to him." Without waiting for me to agree, she turned and began to walk.

Frederick’s smile widened, but it didn’t reach his eyes. It was obviously fake. He gestured lazily to the chair across from him. "Sit." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

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