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 amusement

else seemed

when Beatrice saw Jared treating Agnes like

these circumstances, couldn’t he just go

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

part, Mr.

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

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

were many actresses who toasted

seem to be looking out for

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

towards Agnes was indeed different, just like at Tim’s birthday bash. Beatrice started to suspect

a soft

and Agnes returned to her

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

forgot about it as the actresses continued to propose toasts to

sidelines. She watched