Chapter 231 Seeing Jared, Beatrice immediately beamed, sweetly calling out his name.
Jared frowned, âWhatâs up?â
Beatrice was holding a pile of new clothes, âI brought you some clothes. Youâve never stayed at my place before I noticed you didnât bring any change of clothes today These are all new, left by Elton, but never worn. You can wear them todayâ
Jaredâs 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 Jaredâs dark expression, Beatrice entered the room and placed the clothes in conspicuous spot on the bed.
TII leave these here, Iâll go now Beatrice womed she might have pushed too far and Jared would resent her, so she left hastily after placing the clothes.
Sheâd said her piece, now it was just a matter of how much they would fight Agnes was stubborn and wouldnât 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, âYou re not planning to stay here tonight, are you?â
Jared hadnât brought any clothes and there werenât 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 wasnât sure where Beatrice had gotten these clothes from to stir the pot But according to his nature, he wouldnât 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 ârough clothesâ. Jared looked at Agnes. âYou in a rush to get rid of me?â
Agnes felt exasperated, âThatâs not what I meant. Are you going to wear these clothes?â
Jared casually picked up a shirt from the bed, clearly disliking it, âYour ex-boyfriend had terrible taste, to actually wear something like this out.â