Chapter 157

As soon as Beatrice called Agnes, she felt something was off. The term was a bit too respectful and it made her suspect that Beatrice was up to something Beatrice claimed she wanted to crash at their place for a few days, but Agnes had a feeling that Jared was her real target. Just as she was about to say no, Beatrice turned to Jared who was driving and said, You wouldn’t turn me down, would you? I promise I won’t be a bother. Just let me stay with you guys.”

There was even a hint of flirting in her voice by the end.

Agnes had to admit she was somewhat impressed by Beatrice. Her audacity was really something else.

But Jared wasn’t a pushover, or so Agnes thought. She expected him to turn Beatrice down without hesitation, But to her surprise, Jared said, Sure, there are plenty of empty rooms at Maplewood Manor. Take your pick

Beatnce was ecstatic. She hadn’t expected Jared to agree. Perhaps he didn’t find her as annoying as she thought. She shot a triumphant glance at Agnes, raising an eyebrow as if to say score one for me.

She was one step closer to her goal. Sharing the same roof everyday would give her plenty of opportunities. The thought excited her.

hand, was feeling a bit blue. She hadn’t expected Jared to say yes, Did he feel guilty for not catching

closest to the master bedroom and moved in cheerfully. Agnes was about to go to her room, when she noticed Jared locking the door to the master bedroom. “What are you doing?”

at the Whitfield Manor

through Beatrice’s plan all along. He had agreed

some reason, Agnes felt a sudden lift in

Beatrice lay in bed, still daydreaming about all the potential romantic encounters

it was always brightly lit, day and night, because Alyssa

Agnes would be staying at the old house for a few days. “Why don’t you move back in? It’s great when the family’s together.” Alyssa suggested.

“It’s a bit far from the office and Agnes’s school, but

“How far could it be? It’s just a short drive. I

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