Ariana's POV“You can't do this, Miss Ariana,” Rachel was telling me.She was in my room today, trying to persuade me to accept the Beaumont women’s invitation to come over for dinner, along with Blaire. Of course, Blaire would go, but I didn't want to. Because I wasn't comfortable with them. In fact, I didn't want to have anything to do with that family, considering what happened the last time.“I don't want to go, Rachel,” I said.“But you have to. You've been invited. It would be considered rude for you not to go.”“It's just dinner, Rachel. I'm not hungry.”She hid a laugh, but I already saw it. “Don't you know the essence of dinner? It's not just about the food. I'm sure they would like to discuss something with you. That was why you were invited.”I sighed. “You don't know what happened the last time, Rachel. If you did, you would urge me not to go.”“Old Madam Beaumont can be very... Well, she can be very intimidating. But if you look beyond that, there's not much to them.”“Wh
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