Heartstrings On Fire

Chapter 362

So, Beatrice strutted over, suddenly shut the lounge door, and whipped out a lock from her bag.

Good thing she had the foresight. She had prepared this lock beforehand. Her original plan was to trap Agnes and Ivan inside, then call over a journalist to unveil the scandal in public. But, it doesn’t matter if Ivan isn’t the one locked in

Agnes, you’re out of luck, but don’t worry, I’ll find you a hunky security guard later

Agnes was already knackered, lounging on the couch. She heard a noise from the door and got up to check.

She was planning to leave after a quick rest, but to her surprise, the lounge door seemed to be locked from the outside and couldn’t be opened

Agnes had a gut feeling someone was outside She banged on the door hard: “Open up! Is anyone out there? Whoever you are, open the doort”

Beatrice, having accomplished her mission, clapped her hands in satisfaction. She had observed the room, and there were no surveillance cameras. Even if Agnes got suspicious later by then Agnes would be in a very awkward situation. What could she do even if she found out?

The louder Agnes yelled, the happier Beatrice felt. She was sure Agnes would drink that juice, she might have already

Beatrice planned to go find someone. She needed to hurry because Beatrice knew Agnes had a phone and would call for help, maybe even call Jared

If Jared came and happened to see the scene, it would be absolutely perfect.

As Beatrice was leaving the Lavender Restaurant, she bumped into a waiter.

heard someone screaming in the lounge just now, not sure what’s wrong, you guys should go check it out.” Lavender Restaurant prioritizes excellent service. They would help with any customer issues.

the drama unfold, but realized she would

Agnes up, he would never let her off the hook. So Beatrice had to create an alibi. She went back to the private room, greeted everyone, had some drinks, and then pretended to pass out at the table, waiting for

she still anonymously sent a message to the editor of an entertainment magazine. Those paparazzi were probably already on their

both tired and thirsty. She thed to take a sip from her water bottle, but Mamie had finished all the lemon water eather, leaving

none

earth would lock her in the lounge? Was it on purpose, an

of battery. Her

left early, so no one would come looking for her. Was she really going to stay here

heard noises from the door again. Not

light outside, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She walked over, only to see the waiter holding the lock,

Chapter 362

over, suddenly shut the lounge door, and whipped out a lock from her

was to trap Agnes and Ivan inside, then call over a journalist to unvel

you’re out of luck, but don’t worry, I’ll find you a hunky security guard later

lounging on the couch. She heard a noise from the door and

after a quick rest, but to her surprise, the lounge door

a gut feeling someone was outside. She banged on the door hard

no surveillance cameras. Even if Agnes got suspicious later, by then Agnes would be in a very awkward situation. What could she do even if she found

the happier Beatrice felt. She was sure Agnes would drink that juice,

someone. She needed to hurry because Beatrice knew Agnes had a phone and would call for help,

the scene, it would be