Chapter 670


    Agnes moved closer, and Laura handed her a cup of tea. "This is a fine white tea, your father''s favorite.


    It''s been aged for seven years. There''s a saying about white tea, you know. First year it''s just tea, by


    the third year it''s like medicine, and by the seventh it''s a treasure. When I left Willowbrook Town, I


    didn''t take much with me, except some tea your father cherished. I''ve kept them as mementos all these


    years. It seems fitting to serve it to you now."


    Agnes bristled at Laura''s casual mention of her father.


    "Laura, my father was good to you. How could treat him like that back then? Regardless of everything,


    he was Beatrice''s father. Your ruthlessness is unbearable."


    Laura chuckled. "You''re talking about your father''s car ident, aren''t you? I didn''t arrange that, Berlin


    did. I shared a bed with your father for ten years, and I knew he was always thinking about your


    mother. He never truly saw me as his wife. But I did have feelings for him. I got tired, I admit, and yes, I


    moved on to Berlin. But I never wanted to harm your father. Berlin was the impatient one who staged


    the ident. Agnes, if you want revenge, go after Berlin. I heard his car had some trouble recently.


    This content ? N?v/elDr(a)m/a.Org.


    Was that your doing? An eye for an eye?"


    Agnes smiled as she said, "Laura, you''re quite the artist, shifting me so effortlessly. I bet you did the


    same with Berlin, ming everything on me while you sat back and watched the fight."


    Laura took a sip of her tea. "You''re too clever for your own good."


    Agnes began, "I have a clear understanding of what happened to my father. You don''t need to exin,


    Laura. I''m not here to talk about that today."


    Laura looked up at Agnes. "Oh, you have other business?"


    Agnes pulled out a Swiss bank transfer slip for five million. "Do you recognize this, Laura?"


    Laura''s eyes flickered when she saw the bank transfer, then she asked, "What''s this?"


    Agnesughed. "Don''t y dumb with me, Laura. Beatrice got this from your personal safe. We both


    know what''s this. Let''s cut the chase."


    Laura conceded, "Agnes, you always say I''m clever, but I must say, you''re even shrewder. You always


    manage to use people close to me. If Beatrice had half your brains, she wouldn''t let you manipte her


    like this."


    Agnesughed. "It seems you''re still upset about Beatrice catching you and Berlin in bed. Yes, I


    arranged that. I often wonder how a cunning fox like you could raise such a foolish daughter."


    Laura gave a resignedugh. "If only you were my daughter."


    "I''m not fortunate enough to be your daughter," Agnes retorted sarcastically.


    Laura chuckled, "Alright, I won''t beat around the bush anymore. If you found the bank transfer, then


    you must have met Lundy."


    "That''s correct. So, I now know for sure that it was you who framed my mother for corruption years ago.


    It was you who ruined her, not Alyssa. Four years ago, you reignited this feud because you had


    nned it all along. You intentionally misled me into thinking Alyssa was responsible for my mother''s


    death, causing a rift between me and the Whitfield family. Laura, was everything part of your n?"