Love in the Limelight (Astrid and Elio)

Chapter 231

“Really good?” Astrid frowned, opening the recorded call from last night and putting it to his ear,

“Listen.”

After hearing the first couple of sentences, Dale shook his head. “No, this is not Queenie’s voice.

Queenie has a regional accent when she speaks. And she’d never say such dumb things; this is clearly

someone impersonating her.” Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Astrid froze. Someone pretending to be Lambert’s agent had called her?

What was going on?!

Before Astrid could speak, Dale continued, “Good thing you’re smart; otherwise, you would’ve been

duped by this person.”

This person may not be Queenie, but they’re probably from Queenie’s team, and they’re not doing this

for Lambert; they’re trying to drag you down.” “Lambert is public enemy number one right now, so

anyone who defends him is just asking for trouble. You don’t even know Lambert; why would they pick

you of all people?”

“Because you seem easy to manipulate. If you had given in to their threats and tweeted, they would

have struck back immediately. They’d stir up a scandal saying you and Lambert are having an affair,

and Elio found out about it and made up fake news to ruin Lambert!”

“Once public opinion shifts, Lambert would become the victim.“.

“And you would be the homewrecker who destroyed Lambert’s family, the shameless actress who’d do

anything for fame!”

Astrid listened quietly to Dale’s words, then pulled a face in disbelief, “Oh my god! The entertainment

industry is too intense. This is even more thrilling than a movie. Whose brilliant idea was this, trying to

turn the tide like that?”

“If you were a timid newcomer, they would’ve succeeded. Unfortunately for them, you’re way too tough

to be fooled by such tricks!” Dale finished, cursing under his breath, “Daring to scheme against my

artist, I’ll show them what’s what!”

Dale had been in the entertainment industry for many years, and he was no stranger to such schemes.

Some artists love to drag others down when they’re in trouble to distract the public’s attention.

But they never would’ve guessed that Astrid, who looked as harmless as a bunny, was actually a devil.

Those who dare to frame Astrid would soon pay the price.

The weekend arrived, and so did Amanda’s birthday.

For the past few days, Astrid had been working overtime to design a set of clothes and jewelry for

Amanda and had them made overnight.

With over three hours until the birthday party, Amanda had been constantly calling to hurry her up..

She had prepared the gift and was about to leave when Elio arrived.

He casually came over and took the things from her hands. “Let’s go; my mom’s been standing at the

door waiting for you; she’s practically worn out her eyes looking for you.”

Astrid chuckled as she pictured the scene in her mind.

When they arrived at Amanda’s villa, it was already dark.

As soon as Astrid got out of the car, Amanda rushed over and grabbed her hand, “Astrid, I’ve been

waiting for you!”

“Auntie, happy birthday!” Astrid smiled, “Where’s Roman?”

Amanda, holding Astrid’s hand and walking towards the house, seemed to not notice Elio standing

behind her, “Roman’s got a stomach ache; he’s in the

bathroom.”

“A stomach ache?” Astrid frowned, “Is it serious?”

Amanda replied, “No worries; he’s so chubby that I can barely lift him. A stomach ache once in a while

is good for him; at least he’ll lose some weight.”

Astrid had no response.

“By the way, Astrid, I want to introduce you to someone.” Amanda smiled, leading Astrid into the house

and pointing to a man sitting in a wheelchair, “This is Hawthorne Cliff.”

Hawthorne?

Why was he here?

Hawthorne watched as Astrid approached, and a gentle and friendly smile appeared on his face,

“Astrid, what a coincidence; we meet again.”