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?

his

seemed taken aback.

treating Agnes like this, she was

circumstances, couldn’t he just go with the flow

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

Mr. Whitfield. The ball’s in

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

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

Agnes? There were many actresses who toasted earlier, and they all had work the next day.

to be looking out for

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

just like at Tim’s birthday bash. Beatrice started to suspect that there was some hush–hush between these two.

a soft drink and toasted Jared again.

and Agnes returned to her seat.

around, Agnes noticed an array of mixed emotions on everyone’s faces envy, jealousy, but mostly confusion, but Agnes didn’t have the

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

just watched from the sidelines. She watched as Jared downed