Chapter 275


    *Trust me, Jared, I’ll get to the bottom of this. If it’s as you said, I’ll figure out a way to give you back,”


    Agnes pledged.


    Even though Jared insisted that Beatrice was the one who borrowed the money, Agnes knew Beatrice


    had no intention of repaying it. She couldn’t stand Beatrice’s


    attitude


    “We don’t have to be all polite with each other, do we? It’s just half a million, Jared brushed off.


    “It’s not the same.”


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    “There’s no difference. Let’s drop it for now. If it bothers you that much, we can go home and ask


    tonight”


    Agnes knew Jared might get mad if she insisted on refusing the money.


    After thinking for a moment, she shook her head, “You don’t have to go back. Don’t you go to the


    Whitfield Manor every Sunday? I’ll check it out first and let you


    know.”


    Jared agreed.


    Agnes rarely went to the Whitfield Manor these days. Partly because she was really busy, and because


    she tried to avoid Ryder Whitfield.


    She hadn’t been in contact with Ryder since their farewell on the rooftop.


    There were some issues that only time could resolve


    Agnes left Tim Tower early, surprisingly running into Beatrice in the lobby.


    Spotting Agnes stepping out alone, Beatrice immediately approached and pointed at her usingly,


    “Agnes, you traitor! You lived in our house for over a decade and now when we’re in trouble, you’re just


    sitting on your hands. I’ll make sure Dad sees you for who you truly are. He’s felt guilty towards you all


    these years. This time, I’ll show him that his most beloved daughter is nothing but an ingrate”


    Agnes stepped forward, grabbing Beatrice’s arm, “If there is a real problem at home, I won’t stand by


    and watch, but Jared is not your ATM. He doesn’t owe you money. Give me the check.”


    Agnes thought about it and decided she couldn’t let Beatrice walk away with that check.


    Even if half a million meant nothing to Jared, if Beatrice got away with it once, she’d definitely keep


    Beatrice abruptly shook off Agnes’s hand and clutched her bag with a triumphant smirk, “Agnes, it has


    nothing to do with you. It’s Jared’s gift to me, and you’re not getting it. Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to thank


    him.”


    With that, Beatrice turned on her heel and left.


    Agnes knew Beatrice had been spoiled since childhood, but she never thought she could be so


    shameless.


    Beatrice and Agnes arrived at the Pritchard family vi almost at the same time.


    Agnes headed upstairs to Preston’s study. The door was open, and Preston was on the phone.


    He was pacing around the room, puffing on a cigarette


    Agnes could vaguely hear him mention “loan” and ‘shortage of funds.”


    After Preston finally hung up, Agnes knocked on the study door.


    Preston looked up to see Agnes.