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

else seemed taken aback.

Jared treating Agnes like this, she was tickled pink.

these circumstances, couldn’t he just go with the flow

had already made the toast, whether he drank it was his

said, “I’ve done my part, Mr. Whitfield. The ball’s in your court now.”

The moment the glass touched her lips, it slipped from her hand.

snatched the wine glass from her. He said coolly, “You have a

There were many actresses who toasted earlier, and they all had work the next

didn’t seem to be

real pain in the neck. Was he trying to make everyone figure out their relationship?

was indeed different, just like at Tim’s birthday bash. Beatrice started to suspect

with no choice, Agnes grabbed a

his drink, and Agnes returned to her

of mixed emotions on everyone’s faces envy, jealousy, but mostly confusion,

quickly forgot about it as the actresses continued to propose toasts to Jared, each

from the sidelines. She watched as Jared downed one