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?"
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