Chapter 554 The moment Beatrice laid eyes on Agnes, she just wanted to slap her.
Today was her birthday, and Agnes had turned it into a total disaster.
If it hadnât been for Jared stepping in, Beatrice had no clue how she wouldâve sorted out this mess.
But, there was a silver lining in this cloud.
!
Four years had passed and Jared had clearly lost all affection for Agnes, leaving only resentment and bitterness.
Beatrice deliberately walked up to Jared, her eyes filled with tears and putting on a wounded act, âI really want to thank you for earlier. If it werenât for you, I wouldâve been lost.â
She glanced in the direction of Agnes, âI canât believe my own sister would humiliate me in front of so many people. Iâm a victim too, I had no idea that painting was fake. Thank God you were there.â
Jared gave Beatrice a nonchalant look and said, âI know.â
Agnes couldnât stand it anymore and stormed off.
Laura started picking up the pieces and dealing with the press.
The chocolate cake Agnes had just eaten was making her stomach churn.
There was a door next to the banquet hall, leading to a small balcony.
Agnes decided to step outside.
The night air was slightly chilly but at least it shut out the noise, clearing her head a bit.
She had publicly exposed Beatrice to reveal her true colors and most importantly, to convince Laura and Beatrice. that her return was to settle old scores, hiding her real purpose.
Knowing Laura, the more decisive Agnes was, the more likely Laura would keep her close.
Laura liked to be in control and keep an eye on things.
That was exactly what Agnes wanted.
Agnes had planned to create chaos, but she didnât expect Jared to see right through her.
She had done a lot of preparation.
A couple of days ago, when Agnes saw in the newspaper that Beatrice was auctioning âVenusâ at her birthday party, she knew that the painting was a fake.
What a coincidence, the real painting had been hanging in Reggie Albertâs study for three years. Earlier this year, Nocturne suddenly took an interest in collecting art.
Reggie gave her the âVenusâ along with several other famous paintings.
So, Agnes contacted Sothebyâs in advance and timed it just right to auction off the painting today.
She had invested heavily, all to expose Beatrice.
âAgnes, you bitch. Youâve come back to get your revenge, havenât you?â Beatriceâs voice came from behind.
Agnes turned around to see a twisted face, that was the Beatrice she knew.
Agnes just smiled, âBeatrice, youâve got it all wrong. I was trying to help you.â.
Beatrice glared at her, âHelp me? Agnes, you think Iâm going to fall for your lies?â
âBeatrice, you mustâve known that your painting was fake. It was bound to be exposed. If it was found out after it was sold, that would be serious fraud. For such a large amount, jail time would be inevitable. So, I had to expose it. Yes, you might have to compensate and apologize, lose some money. But, it would save you from prison times. Isnât that helping you?â
Beatrice didnât buy it, âAgnes, you think I donât know what youâre up to? Four years ago, you almost got me jailed. Now, youâre trying to pull the same trick. But, Iâm not the defenseless Beatrice I once was.â