Agnes couldn't fathom what had possessed Jared, who was acting like a leech she couldn't shake off and no matter how hard she pushed, he wouldn't budge.
In desperation, Agnes resorted to her last resort. She bit down hard on Jared's mouth, but even that didn't make Jared release her.
Frustrated, Agnes pounded her fist against his shoulder.
Satiated, Jared finally let her go. Agnes took a step back, rubbing her lips vigorously. "Jared, you are downright insane."
Jared was in high spirits, "Playing the mad man suits me just fine today."
Agnes was at a loss for words, looking at the man in front of her. As Agnes turned to leave, Jared grabbed her arm. "You're the only one I've had in my heart these past years."
Hearing this, Agnes was even more incensed. "Only me? Aren't you supposed to be some kind of modern-day Casanova, Mr. Whitfield?"
Jared was taken aback, "What Casanova? I've only had a few women."
"Just a few? Mr. Whitfield, you sure have a high appetite. Do you need three thousand to satisfy you?"
But Jared was surprisingly patient now. Looking at Agnes' tantrum, he was reminded of a petulant child.
Jared explained, "There's nothing between Valeria and me. We're business partners, at best friends who confide in each other. There's no romantic involvement."
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