Chapter 427: Chapter 429

Chapter 429 Laura eyed her infuriated daughter and reproached, “Didn’t I tell you not to provoke her recently? Look at the mess you’ve made.

What a disgrace!”

Beatrice grabbed Laura’s arm, “Mom, how can I tolerate Agnes insulting me like this? She and Jared aren’t even divorced yet.

Do you think they’ll reconcile? Mom, we should use our trump card. That way, Agnes won’t stand a chance and the Whitfield family will surely reject her. Mom, I can’t wait anymore.”

“Dunce!”

Laura scolded, “I’ve told you, unless it’s absolutely necessary, we can’t use our trump card casually. You still want to be Mrs.

Whitfield, don’t you? This is your trump card to become Mrs. Whitfield, not to defeat Agnes.”

Upon hearing this, Beatrice seemed to sober up a bit.

But the resolve in her eyes flared up again, “But, can I really become Mrs. Whitfield? Jared is still so close to Agnes. Did you see the way he looked at me, so cold. Will he ever like me?”

“What’s the use of being liked? In this world, the most useless and hindering thing is feelings. Pack up your sincerity. The most important thing now is the position of Mrs. Whitfield. Once you become the lady of the Whitfield family, you’re superior to others.

For the rest of your life, no one can look down on you. As for Jared’s feelings, it’s just icing on the cake if he has them, no need to force it if he doesn’t.”

Beatrice’s thoughts differed from Laura’s.

Beatrice thought, as long as Jared married her.

Life is long, and she would find a way to make Jared fall in love with her.

As long as she’s the lady of the Whitfield family, as long as she could be by his side every night.

She’s sure she could change Jared’s mind.

Thinking of this, Beatrice got excited again, “Mom, from now on, I’ll listen to you. I won’t bother with Agnes anymore. Tell me, what should I do?”

Frowning, Laura said, “For now, do nothing, just watch the changes. If it weren’t for your impulsiveness, for your inability to resist exposing the relationship between Agnes and Alyssa Whitfield, I wouldn’t have to work so hard for you now.”

Beatrice lowered her head. Laura always blamed her.

She always said the timing wasn’t right. When exactly would the timing be right?

She really couldn’t wait any longer.

But after the previous lesson, Beatrice didn’t dare to retort.

Seeing Laura all dolled up, she asked, “Mom, where are you going all dressed up?”

Laura’s face changed slightly, “I’m going to the hospital to see your father.”

Mentioning her father, Beatrice also felt a bit sad. “I don’t know if Dad will wake up. I’ll go with you. I don’t want the first person he sees when he wakes up to be Agnes.”

Laura quickly said, “You don’t have to go to the hospital today. We can take turns watching him later. You’ve seen it, Agnes has been accompanying him around the clock. She’s smarter than you. If your father wakes up one day, he might only recognize her as his daughter.”

Beatrice said discontentedly, “I got it. I’ll visit the hospital more often.”

After Laura left, Beatrice returned to her room.

Agnes spent almost the entire day and night sleeping.

She felt groggy as if she was constantly dreaming.

But the dream was incredibly beautiful, like a time rewind to her childhood.