Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 1195

The call came from Amelia, of all people.

Ever since that memorable homecoming event, Agnes and Amelia had maintained contact. They were roommates back in their college days, and somehow, they had managed to rekindle their friendship.

"Agnes, do you have a moment?" Amelia's voice sounded unusually serious over the phone, prompting Agnes to sense that something was amiss.

"What's going on?" Agnes asked with a hint of concern.

"Agnes, if you're free, I need you to come to the university. There's some big news," Amelia said, her tone serious.

"What kind of news?" Agnes pressed, her curiosity piqued.

"Just come over, and you'll see," Amelia replied before abruptly ending the call.

Initially, Agnes didn't think much of it. However, Amelia's tone had left her feeling uneasy. After pondering for a moment, she decided to drive over to Lakeside College.

Lakeside College looked the same as it always had. It seemed as though no matter how much time passed, the comings and goings of countless students never changed the essence of the place. The only constant was the stone monument standing proudly at the entrance, a silent witness to the passage of time.

Returning to the campus always filled Agnes with a sense of nostalgia.

Amelia was now the Dean of Academic Affairs, a position of considerable respect. Agnes made her way straight to the administrative offices upon her arrival.

She spotted Amelia standing by the window, her profile marked by a look of deep concern. It was clear she was preoccupied with troubling thoughts.

The door was open, yet Agnes knocked out of courtesy.

"Agnes," Amelia greeted her upon turning around and spotting her at the door.

Agnes felt a strange mixture of anticipation and apprehension. She couldn't possibly know someone capable of such a grand gesture. Yet, an unsettling feeling started to grow within her.

She walked over to the window just in time to witness the ribbon-cutting ceremony taking place outside.

And there, in the crowd, stood a woman in a white dress suit, topped with an elegant beret, exuding a sophisticated aura reminiscent of British nobility. Despite the distance and the years, Agnes recognized her instantly.

Turning back to Amelia in disbelief, Agnes asked, "How could it be her?"

Amelia's face was etched with concern, "I knew Mrs. Wilson had contacted the university about the donation and a scholarship fund. The board was ecstatic, but I never imagined Mrs. Wilson would turn out to be her. After everything that happened, after she was expelled for her devious acts that everyone knew about, now she's back donating buildings and setting up scholarships. Don't you find it all a bit ironic?"

Agnes couldn't help but stare at the meticulously made-up face of the woman who was none other than Jenny Fitz...