Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 839

Several people approached her, their eyebrows raised in friendly curiosity, as they inquired, "Are you volunteering for the event this year?"

Agnes just smiled and shook her head, her laughter a light chime in the busy air.

Surprisingly, she hadn't bumped into a single acquaintance.

In high spirits, Agnes checked her watch and saw that she had time to spare. So, she strolled alone through the campus that had been her world not so long ago.

She wandered past the old department building where she had spent countless hours buried in her major's coursework.

She took a leisurely lap around the sports field.

The campus was particularly bustling today, with clubs and societies staking their claim on the field, transforming it into a carnival of tents and tables — a veritable expo of student life.

Her feet then carried her to the library, her sanctuary of quiet study, which still stood as a tranquil haven amidst the lively chaos outside.

As she stepped out, a current of excitement pulled the crowd in a singular direction. Agnes caught snippets of conversation, and the name "Prince Frost" piqued her interest.

That name sent a jolt through her, and on impulse, Agnes tugged at the sleeve of a passing student and asked, “Hey, where’s everyone heading?”

The student gave Agnes a once-over and said, “You’re from around here, aren't you? Don't you know? The young master from the Thomas Group is coming today to give a talk. They're also scouting for interns — it's a golden opportunity! We're all heading over to the auditorium to catch his speech.”