Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 948

Agnes offered a distant, half-hearted smile. "Well then, I must thank you for your concern, Mr. Peters."

She tried to sidestep Peters and make her escape.

But Peters suddenly grabbed her arm with a hint of suggestive mischief in his tone. "We've just about wrapped up dinner. How about we go somewhere else?"

Agnes recoiled, disgust barely concealed, as she wrenched her arm from his grip. "Mr. Peters, I must insist that you keep this professional."

Peters' patience seemed to get thinner with each rejection.

"Ms. Pritchard," he said pointedly, "playing hard to get loses its charm after a while."

Agnes clenched her fists. What on earth did this man take her for? She was seething but kept her composure for the sake of The Tim Group's reputation and didn't want to cause a scene.

"Mr. Peters," Agnes retorted, "I think you're misunderstanding the situation. I'm not the kind of person you seem to think I am."

Peters chuckled. "Come home with me tonight, and The Tim Group's ad campaign will be all yours. How's that for a deal?"

Agnes scoffed. "Business matters should be discussed with the station manager, not me."

With that, Agnes turned on her heel and walked away, eager to end the distasteful conversation. But Peters, now infuriated, seized her and pinned her against the wall.

"Drop the act, sweetheart. Your boss brought you here to be more than just company. Accompanying me should be your lucky break. The Tim Group's fifty million-dollar advertising spend could be in your hands. Do you think your boss would let you off the hook if you messed that up? You have no choice, better not to squirm too much—you might just slip away."

As Peters leaned in for a forceful kiss, Agnes swiftly brought up her knee.