Heartstrings on Fire

Chapter 818

Although Ramona couldn’t make heads or tails of what Agnes was saying, the sheer shift in Ryder’s expression was undeniable. His normally stoic face was now a mask of arctic frost signaling that Agnes had crossed a line.

She realized that, despite Agnes being Ryder’s family, the nature of their relationship was shrouded in mystery. Ryder wasn’t the kind of man you could dismiss or disrespect, even if the familial ties demanded a certain leniency. And there they were, mere journalists amidst a sea of high rolling sponsors, rubbing elbows with the kind of people they couldn’t afford to piss off

Panicked, Ramona rushed to steady a tottering Agnes, pleading. ‘Boss, you’re wasted How about we call it a night with the drinks, huh?”

favor of a half empty bottle of whiskey She staggered toward Ryder, words slurring heavily Ryder, you’re no cutthroat businessman You should’ve been a doc, an angel in scrubs, you get me? Just look at yourself, all done up in that monkey

suit. “Take off the jacket! You

Ryder’s clothes. Ryder, face an impassive sheet of ice, didn’t

antics

undressing endeavor Ramona knew that if her behavior cost the station a major client their bonus would

about this… We had no

spoke up. Til take

tug on his sleeve from Ramona. After all, Ryder was related to Agnes, had every right to take charge of the situation.