Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 1197

Agnes decided it was best to stop dwelling on it.

Unexpectedly, when Agnes was leaving work that day, she found herself in the midst of a crowd gathered at the entrance of the TV station. It was so packed, Agnes could hardly make her way out. She grabbed a former colleague from the News Department and asked, "What's going on here?"

"Agnes, look! That's Mrs. Wilson's luxury car. Why do you think Mrs. Wilson would park her car here? Seems like she's waiting for someone," her colleague replied, bubbling with curiosity.

A sudden chill ran down Agnes's spine. Then, amidst the excited shrieks of the crowd: "There's Mrs. Wilson, looking so young and beautiful."

Agnes's gaze locked with another's from across the way. At first, all she could make out was a silhouette. She couldn't see clearly. But now, Jenny was only a few meters away, getting closer. And finally, Agnes could see her face clearly.

Jenny hadn't changed much in appearance, but the aura she radiated was worlds apart from before. Previously, she always seemed a bit timid, like a fragile vine needing the shelter of a large tree, adept at winning people over with her vulnerable appearance. But now, she exuded elegance and intellect. The jewelry she wore was worth a small fortune, yet she didn't flaunt it. From the inside out, she radiated the grace of a well-bred lady.