Beatrice was just hanging out and keeping her ears open She wasnât in the scene tonight Yet, she decided to stick around on set all day, just to keep an eye on Agnes Today presented a golden opportunity After dinner, everyone swung into work mode Beatrice quietly slipped away She headed for the Celestial Skyline Hotel Before that, she had stopped by a convenience store and bought two bottles of beer and a bottle of hard liquor Outside the hotel, the quickly chugged down the two beers, then splashed the liquor on her clothes.
She had no intention of drinking the hard stuff, she needed to stay sober, to remember everything that would happen tonight Thinking about this. Beatrice trembled slightly with excitement Then, she walked into the Celestial Skyline Hotel, took the elevator straight up to the top floor, to the presidential suite The hallway was very quiet.
Beatrice stumbled along the plush carpet.
When she reached the door, Beatnce knocked hard After a moment, the door was opened.
Beatrice felt a surge of joy inside her Jared was the one who opened the door Jared had obviously just taken a shower He was wearing a blue plaid pajama set Jared was always Jared, even in pajamas, he looked good.
But Beatrice couldnât look at him straight.
Beatrice pretended to be drunk and slumed, âJaredâ
Jared frowned, âWhat are you doing here?â
âJared. Iâve had a lot to drink, Iâve got something to tell you.â
Beatrice leaned against the door frame, looking like she could pass out at any moment.
Jaredâs voice was cold, âWait till youâre soberâ
He was just about to close the door But Beatrice stepped forward to block the door, âDonât close the door, I have something to tell you, but Iâm afraid I wonât have the courage to say it when Iâm sober, 1 have to say it tonightâ
With Beatrice blocking the door, Jared couldnât close it Jared simply opened the door and walked back into the room He sat down on the sofa, his voice flat, âWhat do you want to tell me?â
Beatrice felt a bit nervous The man in front of her was very intimidating, always giving off a superior vibe.
But he was nothing like this in front of Agnes Fortunately, Beatrice had the excuse of being âdrunkâ.
Beatrice stumbled into the room.
A faint smile graced Beatriceâs lips as she whispered, âJared, could you get me some water? Iâm parched.â
Jaredâs face creased into a frown, but he still rose to fetch her a glass of water, setting it down on the table with a hasty gesture devoid of warmth.
His brusqueness left Beatrice slightly disheartened, though he had still done as sheâd asked.
As Jared made his way back, he found Beatnce occupying his spot on the sofa, drifting between wakefulness and slumber, reminiscent of a drowsy feline On hoticing his return, she perked up, beaming at him, âThank youâ
Jared responded by folding his arms, his eyebrows knitted together, looking distinctly displeased âWhat do you really want to tell me?â
âJared... could you be a little nicer to me? Youâre always so cold towards meâ
Beatrices tone was a bit coquettish.
However, Jaredâs frown deepened Beatrice got straight to the point, âActually, I donât want you to be my brother-in-law at all, I want to be close to you like Agnes is, more affectionately. Do you know every time I think you are my brother-in-law, itâs like my heart is being cut with a knife.