Chapter 229
a blooming spring flower–bright and dazzling. The boy’s eyes were filled with love as they rested on the girl’s face in the photograph.
Chapter 229
Beatrice couldn’t contain her excitement as she noticed Jared’s face growing more serious. She had luck on her side when, years ago, Agnes was sorting out photos and she managed to secretly keep one for herself.
Originally, she had intended to use it as leverage to threaten Agnes, but she hadn’t anticipated its use in this moment.
With a tinge of regret and nostalgia in her voice, Beatrice began spinning a tale, “You know, Agnes and Elton were victims of a cruel twist of fate.
If only her friend hadn’t stolen Elton away, they might have been married by now. They were incredibly close, Elton used to visit our house frequently, even. staying overnight in Agnes’s room when he didn’t go home. We all thought they were destined to be together, but then…”
As expected, Jared’s expression darkened with each passing second. What Beatrice was saying weighed heavily on him, and unbeknownst to her, Agnes was witnessing the whole exchange.
What nonsense was Beatrice spewing?
Sure, Elton Taylor did come over a lot, but even when he stayed the night, he definitely never slept in her room.
Through all these years, from their childish youth to their clueless adolescence, they never crossed any boundaries.
Beatrice was just stirring the pot, trying to get Jared’s hackles up.
Her relationship with Jared already had a Ryder Whitfield shaped obstacle, and now there was an Elton too.
Agnes scoffed in her mind.
Then she walked over, setting the fruit plate on the table.
She took the photo from Beatrice’s hand.
Agnes tore the photo into pieces, then threw them into a nearby trash can.
Beatrice was stunned, she even forgot for a second that Jared was right there, yelling out, “Agnes, what the hell are you doing?”
It was only after she spoke that she realized Jared was right next to her.
She quickly changed her tone, “What are you doing this for? Jared’s not that petty, you don’t have to go to such extremes to prove your innocence. Right, Jared?”
Beatrice was thrilled seeing this.
She knew there must be trouble in paradise between Agnes and Jared.
Because during dinner, Agnes didn’t say a word.
Jared was poker–faced, showing no signs of emotional change.
But Agnes was a terrible actress, anyone could tell there were issues between the two.
If not now, when would she have a better chance to stir things up?
Agnes said coldly, “Beatrice, it’s none of your business to meddle in our affairs. Do you think he’s some kind of fool to fall for your cheap tricks?”
After saying that, she turned to Jared, “I need to talk to you.”
After that, Agnes turned and left.
Beatrice was fuming. She didn’t expect Agnes to be so ruthless in clearing up the misunderstanding.
She quickly explained to Jared, “Jared, I wasn’t trying to stir things up. She’s just being overly suspicious, always thinking the worst.”
Jared, however, didn’t pay Beatrice any mind.
He followed Agnes straight upstairs.
After Agnes entered the room and closed the door, she turned around and asked, “Jared, what are you here for?”
Jared replied, “Didn’t you say you had something to tell me?”
“Jared, I have nothing to say to you, I just don’t want to see Beatrice stirring up trouble.”
“Why do you care about that troublemaker?”
Agnes was taken aback.
So Jared knew what was going on.
Jared said coldly, “You might not have anything to say to me, but I have something to say to you”