Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared)

Chapter 755

Agnes strolled in, making herself comfortable on the couch and gently ruffling Nocturne's hair.

Jared got her a warm cup of coffee, asking, "How's your first day at work?"

Agnes shrugged, "It's not bad, just a bit surprising."

"What surprised you?"

"Nothing much, just bumped into an old friend," Agnes casually brushed it off, deliberately changing the

subject. She didn't want Jared to know about Yolanda just yet. With his personality, he would certainly

get involved.

And if Yolanda was really trying to bury the hatchet, Jared's interference might just mess things up.

Eventually, Jared finished his work for the day, and Nocturne was fully awake. They headed to a

steakhouse for dinner and later attended a concert. By the time they got back home, it was already late

into the night.

Agnes tucked a sleeping Nocturne into his bed. Jared snuck up behind her, wrapping his arms around

her waist, "Agnes, I feel incredibly happy right now."

Agnes smiled, "Don't worry, we'll always be this happy."

The next morning, after breakfast, Agnes and Jared headed to work. The TV station wasn't far from

Tim Tower. Jared had intended to drop Agnes off, but she refused.

Jared's car was the only one of its kind in Willowbrook Town. How could people not recognize it? Even

those who didn't would definitely give a luxury car like his a second look.

The TV station was a complex place, full of prying eyes. The last thing Agnes wanted was to become NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

news herself.

On her second day of work, Agnes discovered that most of her colleagues were out in the field. She

knocked on Yolanda's office door.

"Come in," Yolanda's voice echoed from behind the glass door.

Agnes entered, "Director Yolanda, do you have any assignments for me?"

Yolanda grinned, "Agnes, your timing is perfect. We have a huge task. We need to organize the old

newspapers in the station's storage according to their year of publication. This task is now yours."

Agnes faltered but didn't argue. She agreed to the task. After she left the office, Yolanda asked an

assistant to show Agnes to the storage area. When the door was opened, a musty smell of old papers

engulfed her.

The storage was enormous, it was almost like a small library. Rows and rows of shelves were stacked

with newspapers from various years, all in complete disarray. The floor was littered with bundles of

papers, making it look like a junkyard.

Agnes knew this task was impossible to complete and, moreover, completely pointless.

The assistant mumbled, "Agnes, you can start sorting. I'll be leaving now." And just like that, Agnes

was left alone in the room.

Sitting on a bundle of newspapers, Agnes knew she should have slapped her resignation letter on

Yolanda's desk the moment she was assigned this task.

Clearly, Yolanda's promise to let bygones be bygones was insincere. It was only the second day, and

she was already making Agnes' life difficult.