Heartstrings on Fire (Agnes and Jared) novel Chapter 565

Chapter 565 

Every time Beatrice saw Agnes acting all nonchalant and playful, her emotions went haywire. 

Agnes, what the hell are you up to?” 

Ever since Agnes showed up, Beatrice had felt uneasy. 

Each time Beatrice saw Agnes‘ face, it was like a constant reminder that she’s just a stand–in. 

And after Agnes‘ arrival, she wasn’t even that anymore. 

Agnes smirked, “I just enjoy making you uncomfortable.” 

With that, she headed into her room. 

Beatrice stood outside, her fists clenched. She had to find a way to get Agnes out. 

Just then, Hammer came up, “Ms. Beatrice, has Ms. Agnes upset you again?” 

Beatrice replied, “I don’t want to see Agnes in this house tomorrow. I don’t care how you do it, but she needs to be gone.” 

With that, Beatrice headed downstairs. 

Agnes, in her room, was half–asleep, waking up late in the evening, awakened by one of the house’s servants. 

She woke up with a headache. 

This damn cold. 

As Agnes opened her door, the servant stood there, saying, “Hammer wants to replace Ms. Agnes‘ bed with a new wooden one. We don’t have any hard beds in the villa, but there are a few wooden ones in the side building. Hammer asked Ms. Agnes to come with me to pick one, so we can switch it to the guest room.” 

Agnes waved her hand dismissively, “It’s okay, no need to change it.” 

“But I can’t do that, it’s my job to follow Hammer’s orders. If I don’t do it right, Hammer will fire me.” The servant pleaded and insisted. 

Not wanting to be a pain, Agnes followed the servant to the side building. 

She initially just wanted to pick any random bed, but this servant insisted on showing her every room. 

With a throbbing headache, Agnes reluctantly followed. 

But at some point, she turned around to find the servant gone. 

Agnes was a bit lost. 

Her head pounding, all she wanted was to return to her room and sleep. 

But the side building was like a maze, and she couldn’t seem to find the way out. 

Her mind cleared a bit. 

After venturing in and out of several rooms, Agnes found it strange. 

This didn’t look like a place for living, but rather a medical research lab. 

Some rooms had medical documents and human models on the walls. 

Others were filled with bookshelves carrying medical books and lab equipment. 

At first, Agnes wanted to get out as quickly as possible, but then she found Nocturne’s medical records in one of the rooms. 

The room’s walls were filled with disease studies and notes, the desk stacked with medical documents.