Chapter 3: Under The Sun
Olivia's POV
"Start talking, Olivia... before I lose my patience," Levi demanded, his voice laced with anger.
I stood frozen, unable to form words as I struggled to process the accusation. Again. I was being accused of stealing—again.
"Olivia!" His voice thundered through the room. "Don't make me lose my patience! Where is the bundle of dollar notes I kept in my drawer? Speak, you thief!"
My eyes widened in shock. But Before I could respond, the door to Levi's room burst open, and Louis stormed in, seething with rage.
"Olivia, where is the money I kept in my drawer?" Louis demanded.
I took a step back, my breath hitching as both Levi and Louis glared at me with fiery rage. My heart pounded in my chest—not out of guilt, but out of sheer disbelief. This wasn't happening. Not again.
"I didn't take anything," I managed to say, my voice trembling.
Levi scoffed, running a frustrated hand through his hair. "Really? Then tell us who else could have taken it. Who else enters our room if not you?"
Louis folded his arms, his frown deepening. "Don't play innocent, Olivia. Just return the money and save us all the drama."
Tears gathered in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. At least not now.
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I forced myself to speak. "I didn't take your money," I repeated, louder this time, my voice shaking with suppressed emotion. "I would never steal from any of you."