Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 949

A loud thud echoed through the private room, followed by Peter's agonized scream.

Everyone inside bore witness to the spectacle, their faces a tapestry of shock and disbelief.

Who would have thought that Ms. Pritchard, seemingly delicate, possessed such brute strength? She had just flipped a towering six-foot man over her shoulder with apparent ease.

But that wasn't even the main issue. The crux of the matter was that she had just manhandled the marketing manager of the Tim Group.

The Tim Group's annual advertising budget of fifty million dollars rested in his hands.

It was common knowledge that the station manager had been bending over backward to secure the Tim Group's advertising deal.

Agnes' action had just turned that sure-fire fifty million into a pie in the sky, suddenly sprouting wings and flying away.

Naturally, the other media representatives in the room reveled in the misfortune.

The station manager stood there, red-faced, clutching his chest as if on the brink of a heart attack.

Did Agnes even realize what she'd done? No matter how rude Peter had been, she couldn't just assault him.Wasn't this tantamount to burning bridges with the Tim Group?

But Agnes was beyond caring at that moment. Peter had simply pushed her to the limit.

Several of the Tim Group's staff hurried over to help Peter back on his feet. "Manager, are you alright? Shall we call an ambulance?"

Having been thrown over the shoulder by a woman in front of everyone and left in such a sorry state was a severe blow to Peter's pride.

Peter directed his fury towards the station manager, "Ulysses, don't you ever dream of making a dime off the Tim Group again. Not just the Tim Group, but any of our subsidiaries. I'd rather give the fifty million to some unknown little media outlet than let your station benefit."

"Since when did the Tim Group give you so much authority?"

A cool, male voice suddenly cut through the tension from the entrance.