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

when Beatrice saw Jared treating Agnes like this, she

these circumstances, couldn’t he just

didn’t give a hoot anymore. She had already made the toast, whether he drank it was

part, Mr. Whitfield.

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

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

for Agnes? There were many actresses who toasted earlier, and they all had

be looking out for them.

in the neck. Was he

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

no choice, Agnes grabbed a soft drink and toasted

his drink, and Agnes returned to

an array of mixed emotions on everyone’s faces envy, jealousy, but mostly confusion, but Agnes didn’t have the energy to deal with them.

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

She watched as Jared downed