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?

standing nearby, his eyes filled with

else seemed taken aback.

Agnes like this, she was

just go with

anymore. She had already made the toast, whether

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

her glass. The moment

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

Mr. Whitfield looking out for Agnes? There were many actresses who toasted earlier, and they all had work

seem to be looking out

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

at Tim’s birthday

a soft drink and toasted

and Agnes returned

emotions on everyone’s faces envy, jealousy, but mostly confusion, but Agnes didn’t have the energy to deal with

a minor hiccup. Everyone quickly forgot about it as the actresses continued

watched from the sidelines. She watched as Jared downed one drink after