All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Twisted Love: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

ARIANA'S POV I stood there, rooted to the spot, behind Rob, my heart beating erratically. All I could think of were the pictures I had found of this man and my mother on the internet. How could he do this? How could he do this to my mother? How could he be so consumed by jealousy for my father who was now dead?The faint sound of sirens wailing in the distance pulled me from my thoughts. Rob cocked his head to the side, and I could tell he heard the sound too. My palms grew sweaty. I didn’t know how the police were heading in our direction, but I was grateful for it.Nate’s hand slipped out of mine, and I lunged desperately to clutch his tiny hand, but he broke into a run. Panic surged through me, and I screamed. The guttural sound I let out scared even me.Reginald shouted at Detective James to shoot. My heart jumped to my throat as I bolted after Nate. I grabbed hold of him in the darkness as the police cars got closer, their tires screeching against the asphalt.The gun went off al

ARIANA'S POVI couldn't believe what I had just heard. My father's largest warehouse burned down. This had Odette written all over it.As I stared at the remains of the smoldering structure on the news, a cold shiver ran down my spine. The warehouse wasn’t just any building; it was the backbone of my father’s company, the heart that kept the business alive. My mind raced, trying to piece together the implications of this disaster. My thoughts shifted to the state of the company. We had been teetering on the edge for months, the market pressures and relentless competition driving us to the brink. And now this. The loss of the warehouse would be a blow we might not recover from.

ARIANA'S POVChaos swirled around me like a raging storm as I pushed myself up from the cold, sterile floor of the hospital corridor. My legs wobbled beneath me, but I couldn't afford to falter. Not now. Not when Rob's life hung in the balance. I scanned the frantic scene before me—doctors and nurses rushing past, alarms blaring, patients' cries mingling with the distant wail of sirens. My heart pounded, each beat a desperate plea for strength.“Josh! Where's Josh?” I shouted, my voice lost in the cacophony. But no one answered, their faces set in grim determination.I couldn't go back to get Babs and Sylvia. It would be too late and LaSalle would be long gone. I had to do this myself. I had to find Rob and save him no matter what it took.I clenched my fists, forcing myself to focus. I needed Rob and I missed him badly. He had been with me, and then suddenly he was gone. It was like the universe was constantly trying to keep us apart.And Victor LaSalle—oh God, that monster had him.

ARIANA'S POV I watched as Rob left the car, his movements purposeful yet calm. My curiosity piqued, I rolled down the window to get a better view. Rob stood by the railing of the bridge, holding something in his hand. His silhouette was strong against the fading light of the evening, the wind tousling his hair. I watched intently as he seemed to hesitate for a moment before letting go of whatever he held. It fluttered down slowly, carried by the breeze, until it disappeared from sight.Rob returned to the car, his face a mixture of relief and resolution. As he slid back into his seat, he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. The driver resumed our journey, the hum of the engine fi

ARIANA'S POV Chills ran down my spine as Sylvia's words hung in the air. A lead on my father's blackmailer. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of hope and dread. Could this be the key to unraveling the mess that had become my life? Yet, an overwhelming sense of despondency washed over me. What was the point? My father didn’t care enough to include me in his will. Not a single pin was left for me. That was how much I was not loved. Yet here was I constantly fighting for the company. A company that wasn't even mine.Save the company. The words felt like a cruel joke. What was there to save? My father had made it clear I was nothing to him, a nobody. The company, the legacy he built—it was all for Flora. I was just a shadow in the background, barely acknowle