Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared)

Chapter 33

gidry.

She wasn’t exactly hunting for credit or glory, but it didn’t sit well with her seeing Jenny reaping rewards

she hadn’t worked for.

The last class in the morning was a specialized course, and Agnes and Jenny were in the same room,

meeting again.

After class, Jenny didn’t leave, and neither did Agnes.

When the last soul left the room, Jenny came over and asked, “Are you ticked off that I stole your

credit?”

Agnes said, “Jenny, don’t you think that’s a tad unfair?”

Jenny just chuckled, “Unfair? Agnes, you and I are worlds apart. I don’t have a posh family to back me

up. Everything I have, I’ve had to claw for. So, what if I’ve to stoop a little to get what I want? You Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

silver–spoon types were born with everything. As for me, I’ve had to fight tooth and nail. It’s not me

being unfair. It’s life.”

Agnes shot back, “Who knew you had such a warped view of things.”

Jenny just laughed, “Agnes, you can’t blame others. It’s all on you for being too perfect. You were born

with a silver spoon, beautiful, smart, top grades, a boyfriend who adores you. And me? I’m scraping by,

living a life worse than your pet dog. But aside from my family situation, where do I fall short compared

to you? Why should I let you walk all over me?”

Agnes was stumped, “When have I ever walked all over you? I’ve always treated you as my best

friend.”

“That’s just your pity. You’re friends with me just to flaunt your kindness. It must be quite a rush, huh?

Being such a perfect person and being friends with someone like me who’s just trying to survive! You

must feel so noble. Agnes, admit it. You look down on me, don’t you?”

Agnes retorted, “It’s all in your head. It’s your own low self–esteem that makes you think the world’s

against you.

Agnes didn’t want to argue anymore. Jenny’s views were just too extreme.

As Agnes got up to leave, Jenny grabbed her arm, “Jared is mine to interview. Don’t you dare to stand

in the way of my bright future.

Before Agnes could respond, Jenny continued, “Even if you spill the beans, no one would believe you.

They’ll just think you’re trying to steal my achievements. Agnes, you’ve got so much already, but

Elton’s love and a bright future, they’ll all be mine in the end.”

At the mention of Elton, Agnes‘ heart skipped a beat.

Jenny knew this was Agnes’sore spot, so she always took a chance to bring it up.

Agnes’s voice turned icy, “Then I wish you a successful interview this afternoon.”

Jenny gloated, “Of course, it’ll be successful. And the Presidency of the Journalism Society will be

mine. Agnes, I really should thank you.”

With that, Jenny strutted out of the room.

Watching Jenny’s retreating figure, Agnes expressionlessly pulled out her phone, hesitated for a

moment, and dialled a number…

After lunch in the cafeteria, Agnes went to the study room.

When she didn’t have classes, Agnes liked to hang out in the library.

But around three in the afternoon, Agnes got a call from Lily.

Picking up the call, Agnes said, “President, what can I do for you?”

Lily sounded quite flustered, “Agnes, you need to get to Tim Tower right away. Mr. Whitfield specifically

asked for you to do the interview. I was in the dark earlier that you were the one who landed this

opportunity. We’ll discuss that later. You need to get here ASAP.”