All Chapters of My Twin Stole My Life And My Man: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Ariana’s pov“Blair, what do you think you are doing?” Gwen asked, her face turning as pale as a sheet of paper.Blair gave her a comical smile. “What? Did I ask the wrong question? Or did you think we forgot about it?”Daniel’s smile faltered. He quickly gathered himself together and raised a brow.“I don’t understand what you’re talking about, Blair.”“Oh, you understand perfectly,” she said, leaning forward. “We both know exactly what I’m talking about, Mr. Daniel.”The atmosphere around the table turned tense.“We both know how you had a hand in my sister’s kidnapping. All of us know that.” She glanced around the table. “Well, all of us except my father, maybe. He doesn’t seem to believe that his precious wife’s brother would do a thing like that.”“Blair, that’s enough!” my father thundered.He looked horrified. Even I was surprised. One could never truly predict Blair. One moment she was acting sweet and charming with Daniel, and the next moment she was attacking him at gunpoin

Ariana's povIt was too late for us to escape. If I had noticed her coming earlier, we would have been able to. But Gwen’s room is in such a way that she would have to go through the elevator before we got to our own floor. And we couldn’t hide either because there was no place to.“What are we going to do?” I whispered to Blair, who had come out of the room already.“We’ll not do anything. How could you mess this up, Ariana?”“I didn’t hear anything,” I said. “I’m sure she crept in or something because she felt like something was wrong.”Blair could not hide the irritation on her face. “Then we tell her exactly what we were doing here.”I looked at her in shock. “What does that mean? Are you even okay?”“Yes,” she said with half a smile. “We tell her that we came to search her room.”“For what?”“It’s better for her to think that we were stealing her clothes instead of finding evidence against her,” she said with a wink.I smiled. That sounded like a perfect idea. The elevators opene

Ariana's povLess than an hour after Jake called him, the woman arrived at our house. I stood in a corner listening to them. They weren’t aware that I was there. I could hear my father speaking in harsh tones, his voice quivering with anger.He hated Ethan’s father, and the fact that the man was here for such a purpose obviously irritated him. On that part, my father and I were in agreement. The man had audacity.“Rachel, bring Ariana in,” my father said.I didn’t bother to hide. She already knew that I would be listening. She came to me.“Miss Ariana, we should go now.”“But I don’t want to, Rachel,” I said. “Did you hear what they’re talking about? They want me to be with Ethan of all people. Why must I do what it is that I don’t want? Just to satisfy their son, they want to force me.”She looked at me with sympathy. “You need to go now, Miss Ariana.”I scoffed and walked out. When I got there, Ethan smiled and came forward to hold my hand.“Ariana, how are you?”I struggled to free

Ariana's pov.It had been a week since the Beaumont family incident at our house, and not to forget, a week since Blair and I accused Gwen of her infidelity towards my father. As a result of that, Gwen had been extra strict with us. Despite the fact that we didn’t cause her any more trouble, she didn’t believe it.She went through extra measures to ensure that whatever secret she was protecting was safe at all costs. We had to tell her where we were going when we wanted to leave this house, and it was with my father’s blessing, of course. She monitored us very strictly.I now had less of an interest in her when I saw how cleverly she handled that situation. I also saw that she had the upper hand and that she was good at schemes as well. But I couldn’t say the same for Blair. After all, she wasn’t talking to me, so I wouldn’t know.Poor Blair.She had been moody since what happened, not speaking to me. She strongly believed that I had been seeing Jake behind her back and I wanted to st

Ariana's povJust as I had predicted, Gwen was eager to make us as miserable as she was as soon as my father left. She called us down to breakfast as usual. I sat there waiting for Blair, who I was sure was deliberately being late.“Let’s just start eating if she’s not here,” I told Gwen.“No,” she glared at me. “We will wait for Blair. No matter how long it takes, I’ll make sure she comes here and finishes her breakfast.”I rolled my eyes inwardly. I still could not understand what she stood to gain from all of this. Shortly afterwards, Blair walked down the stairs, her head held up high.She got to the table and turned away.“And where do you think you’re going, young lady?” Gwen asked her.She turned to look at Gwen. “To school, of course.”“Without having breakfast?”Blair scoffed. “I don’t think I am liable to have breakfast every day, am I?”This pissed off Gwen so much that she stood up, scraped her seat backwards, and stormed towards Blair.“You will sit down there and eat you