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

saw Jared treating Agnes like this, she was

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

didn’t give a hoot anymore. She had already made the toast,

my part, Mr. Whitfield.

down the wine in her glass. The moment the glass

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

Agnes? There were many actresses who toasted earlier, and

be

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

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

grabbed a soft drink and

his drink, and Agnes returned to her

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

actresses continued to propose toasts to Jared, each more creative than the

watched as Jared downed one drink after another