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


    ce 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 disagroreent would


    intensify, possibly even explode today.


    Seeing Jared’s dark expression, Beatrice entered the room and ced the clothes in conspicuous spot


    on the bed.


    TII leave these here, I’ll go now


    Beatrice womed she might have pushed too far and Jared would resent her, so she left hastily after


    cing 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 exin. Her pride would surely be her downfall


    The room suddenly fell silent.


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    Jared closed the door and locked it, then came over.


    Agnes rubbed her arm, her voiceced with cold indifference, “You re not nning 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 ording 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.”