When Love Turns to Ashes (Beatrice and Caden) novel Chapter 263

<Chapter 263 He Made You Get Married 

Chapter 263 He Made You Get Married 

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Beatrice took out her phone and took pictures of Monica from top to bottom. She took more than ten photos just of the handprint on her face. 

Monica was a little scared and said, “Beatrice, what are you doing?” 

“Mom, running away is not the solution now. I must solve the problem from the root. Wait for my message at the hospital, and please, do not give any more money to this man,” Beatrice admonished. 

“Okay.” 

Monica had been scared SO much that her face had turned pale, and she could only nod repeatedly. 

After soothing Monica to sleep, Beatrice turned around and left the ward. 

Standing in the corridor, she took a deep breath and dialed Angie’s phone number. 

The phone rang three times before it was answered, as if they knew she would call. 

“Who?” 

Angie had a sense of superiority in her voice. 

But she did have the qualification. 

Beatrice clenched her fist and tried to remain calm as she said, “Ms. Lezon, I am Beatrice. Can I arrange a meeting with you?” 

“Oh? What’s the matter?” Angie’s attitude was neither refusing nor agreeing, making it somewhat unpredictable. 

“There were indeed some matters that needed to be discussed with you in person.” 

Beatrice pursed her lips and reluctantly spoke up. 

To my surprise, Angie agreed after thinking for a few seconds. 

“I sent you the meeting address.” 

“Um.” 

After hanging up the phone, Beatrice turned around hurriedly. 

I unexpectedly ran into Brend at the elevator entrance. 

Brenda stopped her and asked, “What are you doing at the hospital? Where do you feel uncomfortable? 

“No, I had something to do and left earlier.” 

Beatrice had no intention of explaining, nor did she want to involve others. 

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She pushed Brend’s arm away and was about to leave, but she was forcefully dragged to deserted place. 

“If you don’t say it, I will tell Mr. Caden that you never lost your memory! You can deceive others, but not me as a doctor. 

“You should have known Mr. Caden’s personality, he simply didn’t care whether you had amnesia ΟΙ not.” 

He heard that Beatrice raised her eyes and stared at him, feeling a sense of being unable to break free. 

“I didn’t know what you were saying.” 

“You and I know, I have been deceived by you so many times, at least we 

Brend’s finger hovered between the two of them. 

can consider ourselves as half comrades, right?” 

Beatrice pursed her lips and said, “Okay, then you helped me destroy my mother’s hospital records, and then take her…* 

She leaned close to Brend and whispered. 

Brenda’s face froze in shock. 

Beatrice warned, “If you dare to tell anyone, we will both perish together.” 

To others, she hinted at something. 

“You…” 

“I left.” 

Beatrice turned around and left. 

Brend watched her disappearing figure and immediately took out his phone 

to 

open someone’s 

number. 

But as soon as he thought of Beatrice’s warning just now, he sighed and put his phone away, heading towards Monica’s ward. 

I don’t know why, but his eyelid kept twitching. 

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< Chapter 263 He Made You Get Married 

Beatrice looked at the restaurant in front of her, feeling somewhat dazed. 

Garden Restaurant. 

But in just a few seconds, she calmed down and walked in as if nothing had happened. 

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restaurant, 

Looking around the 

she saw Angie sitting in the corner by the window, 

Beatrice walked over and sat across from me. 

drinking. 

Angie lazily lifted her eyelids, and a pair of sharp eyes seemed to scrutinize her with a hint of ambiguity. 

“Ms. Lindsey, doesn’t this place feel familiar?” 

“Ms. Lezon, you don’t have to test me, I don’t remember anything. Besides, I’m not here to retrieve the past,” Beatrice replied firmly. 

“Oh? What do you want from me then?” 

Angie glanced up slightly, gently shaking the bottom of the wine glass with the hand adorned with a ring. 

Beatrice got straight to the point and said, “Did you do my mother’s thing?” 

Upon hearing this, Angie’s beautiful eyes flickered for a moment, and she narrowed her gaze at Beatrice, clearly not expecting her to ask such a direct question. 

“Ms. Lindsey, please don’t falsely accuse innocent people. I am not familiar with Mrs. Monica Baldwin, so how could I do anything to her? Why don’t you tell me what you have to say?” 

She shook the wine glass, her red lips curved upwards, and there was an unstoppable satisfaction in her eyes, as if she had thought of something joyful. 

But yet so disdainful, indifferent. 

Beatrice struggled to swallow her anger, tightly clenching her hands on her knees. 

“Ms. Lezon, I couldn’t possibly come to you empty–handed.” 

Angie’s wine glass froze for a moment against her lips, as she glanced sideways at Beatrice, whose gaze was as sharp as a knife. 

“Beatrice, you can’t speak recklessly.” 

Beatrice stared into his warning eyes, and then slowly moved the ring onto her finger. 

Not to mention her intricate and fully embedded ring setting, the reverse setting technique alone is rarely seen. 

Not to mention, the gem cuts she used were all very unique. 

Beatrice was jewelry designer, and she would 

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pay attention to any jewelry that passed in front of her. 

According to the online description, Angie said that this ring was given to her by her father when she inherited the family company, symbolizing her status. 

So she had it on her hand every day. 

Most people cannot impersonate others. 

After Angie noticed Beatrice’s gaze, she immediately thought of something and instinctively covered her fingers. 

Beatrice directly opened the photos on her phone, pointing at the clear palm print on Monica’s cheek. Then, after zooming in several times, she could clearly see that there were some special patterns on the middle finger’s position. 

“Ms. Lezon, please spare me, otherwise…” 

Beatrice used the same words to retaliate against Angie. 

Angie was the only female president in the history of the Lezon Group, and countless pairs of eyes were watching her. 

She should have understood the difficulties of being a woman better than anyone else, but now she is using such despicable means to hurt another woman. 

“Beatrice, did you dare to threaten me?” Angie forcefully set down her glass. 

“Ms. Lezon, I wasn’t threatening, I was just defending myself.” 

Beatrice stared at her. 

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then she curled her lips into 

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faint 

her smile, 

gaze 

intense. 

Angie’s eye twitched 

few times, 

“Beatrice, if it weren’t for such a useless mother you have, I would still have some appreciation for you, but it’s a pity… you were never meant to be my rival.” 

Beatrice pursed her lips tightly, her palm holding the phone covered in cold sweat. 

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