All Chapters of Entangled in the TWINS' WEB. : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Chapter 162:Shawn gripped the steering wheel in his fists as he drove through the streets with his mind racing. A seething anger was hidden behind the tightness of his jaw muscles.What was Ava up to? How far has she gone?Now that Ryan and Eva had brought her inconsistency of behavior to his notice, now it was glaringly clear Ava was caught up in something that would possibly affect them all. That she was in his study late last night rummaging through filled him more and more with suspicion.Was she searching for records? Cash? Evidence? Or concealing evidence of a crime?The thought tormented him. How could she let someone blackmail her into hurting and sabotaging her family? What could they possibly have on her? What is she hiding? Desperation now appeared to be the driving force behind her and propelling her toward the brink.His fists pounded the steering wheel in annoyance, if those speculations proved to be correct.And if she'd poisoned Eva under pressure, the circumstances w

Chapter 164Those nights were cold when Richard Wadsley would emerge from the mansion and out onto the balcony to gaze out across into the darkness beyond the immaculate grounds. His mind reeled, his head racing with visions of the firm, with spinning losses, and a spinning sense of everything running completely amok.The sound of footsteps brought him out of his reverie . He turned to see Eva approaching the balcony, face calm but strained."You wanted to see me, Dad?" she asked, approaching him.Richard's heart leaped, fists clenching on the railing as he turned around."Yes," he answered, poison dripping from his lips. "I can no longer entrust things into my sister's hands. The cost is becoming too much, and with every one of my attempts that I try to fix or find out what the problem is, another one comes up," he continued "Your sister is running the company on losses and If we continue this way , we would end up in bankruptcy.”Eva shrugged, pulling her arms across her chest. Sh

Chapter 166: Betrayal UncoveredThe blood-curdling, ear-splitting alarm ripped the air in Shawn Darlington's office, widened at the sight of the bug alarm wailing close to his desk. He shot Logan a furious look, their eyes that groaned with agony as he went on sweeping stuff off his desk, clearing space one-piece at a time.“There's a bug on my desk? Scan them all, one by one" Shawn commanded, his voice cracking. "We have to get that son of a bitch bug.”Logan rampaged through the desk, pens, folders, a glass frame shattered into pieces but there was nothing in it. The scanner kept roaring like a rabid animal.Shawn's hands were clenched into tight fists. He'd been thinking just how his cousin got all his ideas, but now he had proof. There has been a bug in his office all along, on his desk for that matter. Every plan, every conversation, every confidential meeting and information was being listened to.Logan removed the desk lamp. The beeping became more urgent.Shawn's teeth pressed

Ryan forced through the doors of Shawn's office without bothering to knock. His jaw was set in a line of urgency, his head a whirlwind of possibilities. The dim light inside the office cast shadows on Shawn's face, who sat behind his desk with his expression filled with controlled fury. The door slammed into the wall but shattered no portion of his stubborn fury. His fingers drummed slowly and deliberate over the fine polished wood. Ryan's pale blue eyes sparkled. "You said something about an emergency," he said, entering and closing the door. "What is it?” His voice was a little coarse and impatient Shawn exhaled, the weight of it coming down hard as it laid on his chest. He did not even look at Ryan, but instead allowed his eye to track the line of the desk in an attempt to put some sort of control on the anger in him. His tightened on the edge of the desk, and his knuckles whitened."Ava knows something.” Ryan's eyebrows sprang. "Knows something about what?"Shawn's head jerked

It was already dark when Ava stepped out of her car. The secluded building stood at the outskirts of the area and she had to walk there. Her grip tightened on the big bag she was holding as she got to the door. She took a deep breath and looked over her shoulder one more time before twisting the door handle. The creak of the open door pushed the bitter scent of scorched cement and motor oil back into her nostrils. Samatha leaned her shoulders against a pile of crates, crossed arms, pursed lips curled into a crazed smile as she saw her. Norman Darlington, however, was sitting in a comfortably broken-in leather armchair in the far corner, whiskey sloshing back and forth between his fingers. A whirlwind of excitement churned in his head as Ava walked toward him.She did not even bat an eyelid. She raised the bag she was holding and slammed it on the table in front of Norman. "There," she spat. "There's the money you both asked for. Now stop this madness before my dad's company goes ban