Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 822

“Rebellion?" A frosty smile made its way across Ryder’s face, "So what is rebellion? I had feelings for Agnes before you did. I stepped back once, took a hit for your sake, but Uncle, what about you? The pain you've put her through these past four years has only reinforced my resolve to take her away from you. I may be a step behind again, but this time, I'm not backing down. I'm going to fight for what I want, and I'm ready to pay any price. You better brace yourself because I will stop at nothing, and I won't go easy on you."

Ryder's words were icy and deliberate, but Jared could see he meant every single one.

"You've lost your mind." Jared had no interest in a drawn-out conversation with Ryder. He went straight over and scooped Agnes into his arms.

She let out a faint hum. And then, finding a comfortable spot in Jared's embrace, she drifted off to a deep sleep.

Jared made a move to exit, but just as he got to the doorway, he abruptly came to a halt. Cradling Agnes in his arms, and without turning around, he warned over his shoulder, "Don't test my limits. Remember, you learned all your tricks from me."

With that, Jared carried Agnes away.

He secured her in the car, a surge of anger burning within him as he saw her unconscious state.

Agnes stirred slightly.

Resting against the window, she squinted out with a drowsy gaze. "Where are we?"

"Do you even realize what you've done today?" Jared's voice was laced with barely contained fury.

But like a child, Agnes struggled to recollect and then suddenly laughed. "I think I had a lot to drink."

"You remember that much," Jared snorted.

"I remember that alcohol is the world's greatest gift," Agnes said. "Drinking it makes you forget all your troubles."