All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Twisted Love: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

ROBERT'S POV As I drove home, the weight of Ariana’s words pressed heavily on my chest. I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white. How did it come to this? How had we reached a point where she couldn’t even look at me, let alone trust me? The image of her face, filled with pain and doubt, haunted me. Odette’s lies, Maria’s betrayal—it all swirled in my mind like a toxic brew. Maria had been my one confidante in Vanderbilt Holdings. She had told me I was voted out of Vanderbilt Holdings, and I had believed her. I had gone to her for help with Odette. How much were they paying her to spread these lies? How deep did the betrayal run?The drive home was a blur, my thoughts consumed by anger and exhaustion. I could barely process the fact that Ariana had sent me away. She was going to see Odette, to confront her. But what did she hope to learn from that viper? Odette had always been a master manipulator, twisting truths and creating chaos. Ariana had to know that.W

ARIANA'S POV I gripped the back of the chair, my knuckles white with fear. The figure that stood before me was unmistakable. The Baron, short and unassuming, cast a long shadow across the room as he stepped into the office, his presence filling the space with an oppressive weight. Alone. He sighed, the sound heavy with frustration, and walked in, closing the door behind him. “What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice trembling. “How did you get into the building?”The Baron ignored my questions, his gaze piercing through me. “You made a mistake going to the jailhouse,”

ARIANA'S POV I paced the living room, my heart pounding with anxiety. The silence of the house only amplified my unease. I couldn’t believe that Odette had managed to escape from jail. The sheer improbability of it was staggering. Who had helped her, and why? Questions swirled in my mind, each one more unsettling than the last.The clock on the wall ticked steadily, each second dragging by like an eternity. I glanced out the window for the hundredth time, hoping to see Sylvia or Rob and Josh pulling into the driveway. Instead, darkness greeted me, the empty street offering no solace. The sound of a car approaching broke the stillness, and I rushed to the door. I flung it open just a

ARIANA'S POV Odette stepped into the living room, her presence sending a ripple through the tension-laden air. As she crossed the threshold, a shadow flickered over her striking green eyes. For a fleeting moment, I was struck by how beautiful she was. Her green eyes—the same shade as mine. The same eyes we had inherited from the same bloodline. We were cousins. The realization had once seemed irrelevant, but now it was a link that bound us inextricably. She looked around, taking in the room’s occupants. Her gaze lingered on each of us, her expression a mix of apprehension and resolve. “You should have no fears,” she began, her voice ste

ARIANA'S POVI stood frozen, my mind grappling with the officer’s words. “Odette Moreau is still at large.” The phrase echoed in my head, a mocking reminder of our misplaced trust. Just hours ago, Odette had looked so remorseful, promising she would turn herself in. We had given her the benefit of the doubt, and now she had vanished.Outside the jailhouse, the morning sun seemed too bright, almost harsh, against the cold realization settling in. The chaos of the crowd, the flashing cameras, and the murmuring reporters all felt distant, muted by the storm raging inside me. We stood in silence, the weight of disappointment heavy on our shoulders.Sylvia cleared her throat, b