Heartstrings on Fire

Chapter 89

Agnes just wanted to wolf down her grub in peace. She was just hoping to fly under the radar.

Then she glanced up at Ivan, the corners of his mouth upturned in a slight smirk, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

I was clear as day he was waiting for the fireworks to start. So, this was his game.

With one line, Ivan had managed to throw Agnes into the spotlight.

Agnes was stuck She had no choice but to grab her glass, get up, and head over to Jared.

She sidled up to Jared and said, “Mr. Whitfield, this one’s for you.”

But before Agnes could finish her sentence, Jared just sat there, not batting an eyelid. He was always the picture of politeness when someone proposed a toast.

So why was he playing hardball when it was Agnes raising her glass?

Ivan was standing nearby, his eyes filled with amusement

seemed taken aback.

Beatrice saw Jared treating Agnes like this, she

couldn’t he just go with the

already made the toast, whether he

my part, Mr. Whitfield. The ball’s in your court

that, Agnes gulped down the wine in her glass. The moment the

coolly, “You have a shoot tomorrow, better not drink alcohol.

looking out for Agnes? There were many actresses who toasted earlier, and they all had work the

didn’t seem to be looking

was flabbergasted. This guy was a real pain in the neck. Was he trying to make everyone figure out

this, Beatrice was green with envy Jared’s attitude towards Agnes was indeed different, just like at Tim’s birthday

choice, Agnes grabbed a soft drink

downed his drink, and Agnes returned to

an array of mixed emotions on everyone’s faces envy, jealousy, but

just a minor hiccup. Everyone quickly forgot about it as the actresses continued to propose toasts to Jared, each

watched from the sidelines. She watched as Jared downed one drink after another