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

saw Jared treating Agnes like this, she was

couldn’t he just go with the

a hoot anymore. She had already made

Mr. Whitfield. The ball’s in your court

saying that, Agnes gulped down the wine in her glass. The moment the glass touched her lips, it slipped from her

the wine glass from her. He said coolly, “You have a shoot tomorrow, better not drink alcohol.

So… was Mr. Whitfield looking out for Agnes? There were many actresses who toasted earlier, and they all had work the next day.

be

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

Jared’s attitude towards Agnes was indeed different, just like at Tim’s birthday bash. Beatrice started to suspect that there was

with no choice, Agnes grabbed a soft drink and toasted

Agnes returned

envy, jealousy,

it as the actresses continued to propose toasts to

from the sidelines. She watched as Jared downed