Chapter 543 Long tables set up around the room are loaded with all sorts of food, dessert, and champagne.
The banquet hall has a massive dance floor.
The ballroom was filled with the lively tune of a waltz, and many men and women dressed in formal attire were gracefully dancing on the dance floor.
Agnes turned to Laura and said, âMiss Laura, Iâm feeling a bit hungry, Iâm gonna grab a bite.â
Laura grinned, âAgnes, help yourself.â
Agnes turned and headed for the buffet. She was really feeling a bit hungry.
Beatrice was standing off to the side, shaking like a leaf, Laura sidled up to Beatrice.
Beatrice grabbed Lauraâs hand in a death grip, quivering, âWhy did that woman come back? Is she here to get back at me? Back then, I...
Laura cut her off abruptly, âYou had a car accident and lost your memory, thatâs the fact. You donât remember anything, so chill out.â
Lauraâs words brought Beatrice back to her senses. Right, she lost her memory, forgot everything from the past.
Naturally, she had also forgotten what happened that night.
She couldnât freak out, she couldnât lose it every time she sees Agnes.
Beatrice still felt a bit jittery, âBut Jared might show up today. What if he sees Agnes? I canât let them meet. If they meet, my four years of hard work will have been for nothing.â
Laura said icily, âYou think after sheâs shown up in public, Jared, whoâs been searching for her for four years, wouldnât know?
Even if you can prevent them from meeting today, can you do it for the rest of your life? Our priority now is to figure out what this woman is up to.â
Agnes was grazing at the buffet, grabbing some cake to fill her belly.
Beatrice was watching Agnes from a distance.
She has really changed a lot, but one thing that hasnât changed is that this womanâs face always has a way of drawing menâs eyes.
There were already several men who had approached Agnes to invite her for a drink.
Compared to her past reserved demeanor, Agnes now chatted with them with an effortless grace.
Agnesâ smile was a thorn in Beatriceâs side. Beatrice headed in that direction.
âSister,â Beatrice stood behind Agnes and called out softly..
Agnes turned around and upon seeing Beatrice, she flashed a cryptic smile, âYou never used to call me âsisterââ.
Beatrice with a harmless smirk on her face, âI had a car accident four years ago, I donât remember a thing, sister. Donât find it odd. Mama once told me I had a sister, itâs great to finally meet you.â
Agnes chuckled inwardly and approached Beatrice, âBeatrice, speaking of the car accident four years ago, do you remember anything?â
Beatrice was prepared, though she was a little nervous, she managed to keep a smile, âI lost my memory, how could I possibly remember?â
Agnes probed further, âDonât you remember, you hit me with your car four years ago, broke four of my ribs, and nearly killed me on the spot?â
âAgnes, youâre talking nonsense. The one who nearly died was me!â
Beatrice blurted out almost instinctively.
Only after the words had left her mouth did she realize that she had been tricked by Agnes into telling the truth.
Beatriceâs face paled instantly.
Agnes, however, broke into a grin, âI knew you were faking amnesia. I canât believe people actually fell for it.â