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?

was standing nearby, his eyes

else seemed taken aback.

when Beatrice saw Jared treating Agnes like this, she was tickled pink.

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

give a hoot anymore. She had already made the toast, whether he drank it was his

my part, Mr. Whitfield. The ball’s in

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

He said coolly, “You have a

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

to be looking

This guy was a real pain in the neck. Was he trying to make

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

grabbed a

drink, and Agnes

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

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

sidelines. She watched as Jared downed one drink after