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 filled

seemed taken

treating Agnes like this, she was tickled pink.

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

already made the toast, whether he drank

out said, “I’ve done my part, Mr. Whitfield.

The moment the

wine glass from her. He said coolly, “You have a shoot tomorrow, better

Mr. Whitfield looking out for Agnes? There were many actresses

Whitfield didn’t seem to be looking out for them.

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

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

Agnes grabbed a soft drink and

his drink, and Agnes returned to

mixed 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 to propose toasts to Jared, each

sidelines. She watched