SWNOVELS Chapter 231
Jared’s voice turned cool. “If you trust me, you can ask him yourself”
Agnes scanned Jared’s face, stern and serious, no hint of a joke.
Yet, she started to doubt.
Jared said Ryder likes her
Is that true?
Agnes and Jared locked eyes, sparks flying between them.
It was like a silent standoff.
Then, a knock came from the door.
Jared initially ignored it.
But the knocking grew louder, forcing attention.
Jared finally let go of Agnes and turned to answer the door.
The moment the door swung open, Beatrice appeared.
Chapter 231
Seeing Jared, Beatrice immediately beamed, sweetly calling out his name.
Jared frowned, “What’s up?”
Beatrice was holding a pile of new clothes, “I brought you some clothes. You’ve never stayed at my place before. I noticed you didn’t bring any change of clothes today These are all new, left by Elton, but never worn. You can wear them today.”
Jared’s frown deepened.
Beatrice felt a thrill of joy.
She had sensed tension when they went upstairs earlier.
Perhaps the photo of Agnes and Elton she had produced in the living room did the trick.
Now, she deliberately brought a new shirt to further stir the pot, hoping their disagreement would intensify, possibly even explode today.
Seeing Jared’s dark expression, Beatrice entered the room and placed the clothes in a conspicuous spot on the bed.
TII leave these here, I’ll go now”
Beatrice worried she might have pushed too far and Jared would resent her, so she left hastily after placing the clothes.
She’d said her piece, now it was just a matter of how much they would fight.
Agnes was stubborn and wouldn’t easily back down. The more people misunderstood her, the less inclined she was to explain.
Her pride would surely be her downfall.
The room suddenly fell silent.
Jared closed the door and locked it, then came over.
Agnes rubbed her arm, her voice laced with cold indifference, “You’re not planning to stay here tonight, are you?”
Jared hadn’t brought any clothes and there weren’t any he could change into here.
Plus, he was a clean freak, there was no way he would wear the same clothes two days in a row.
He wasn’t sure where Beatrice had gotten these clothes from to stir the pot.
But according to his nature, he wouldn’t wear these clothes whether they belonged to Elton or not.
His nightclothes at home were custom–made by top Italian tailors, time–consuming and expensive.
Such a man who demanded high standards in life would hardly settle for these “rough clothes“.
Jared looked at Agnes, “You in a rush to get rid of me?”
Agnes felt exasperated, “That’s not what I meant. Are you going to wear these clothes?”
Jared casually picked up a shirt from the bed, clearly disliking it, “Your ex–boyfriend had terrible taste, to actually wear something like this out.”