Heartstrings on Fire novel 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 door!"

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.