Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 351

Agnes started to walk away.

But Jared leaned in to sniff her.

"What are you doing?" Agnes asked, feeling confused.

Jared gently patted her head, "Good, you haven't been drinking."

Agnes knew she couldn't handle her alcohol, so she rarely drank when she was out.

"But how did you know I went to the bar?" Agnes asked, puzzled.

"I have my ways."

Agnes huffed in annoyance, not pleased that he wouldn't tell her.

But she also understood.

Most of Mamie's friends were also friends with Jared.

So, it wasn't surprising that he knew.

Jared pinched Agnes's cheek, "You should go take a bath and get some rest. Isn't your production starting tomorrow?"

But she knew rest wouldn't come easy.

However, now that Jared was here, Agnes accepted it and felt happy.

She had thought they would have to spend some time apart because of filming, but to her surprise, they still got to live together.

Agnes grabbed her clothes, ready to go take a bath.

But then there was a loud knock on the door.

She frowned.

Who would come to see her at this hour?

Agnes opened the door to find an angry Beatrice.

"Agnes, you left me in the hospital until now. You dislocated my jaw! It's swollen now, how am I supposed to film tomorrow? Did you do this on purpose?"

"They have rooms, but they're out of presidential suites. You wouldn't want me to stay in an ordinary room, right? I can't stand such a simple place. The rooms are pitifully small. It's not a waste if one more person stays here. You're not that stingy, are you, Agnes?"

Beatrice was being incredibly unreasonable.

She refused to stay in the accommodations provided by the production team and insisted on staying in the Celestial Skyline Hotel. But then, she complained that the regular rooms in the Celestial Skyline Hotel weren't good enough.

Agnes said honestly, "That won't work. It will be inconvenient for you here."

"What's inconvenient about it? Agnes, you stayed at my place for ten years, didn't you? I'm staying here because I respect you."

With that, Beatrice pushed past Agnes without any regard.

She then walked into the room with her luggage.

The presidential suite really was something else.

The interior was decorated luxuriously and Beatrice was very satisfied. She headed straight to the bedroom.

And then she saw Jared sitting on the bed, looking at her coldly with a frown.