Love in the Limelight (Astrid and Elio)

Chapter 11

Carson thought to himself, it seemed like money talked. Oh boy, the boss was really serious this time!

In an attempt to prevent the boss from scaring the lady off, Carson spoke again, "Boss, Ms. Irvine is

clearly a woman of her own mind. She might not like being controlled by others. So, I suggest you take

that into consideration."

Elio caught his words. He gave Carson a glance, fell silent for a while, and then nodded.

Looked like he took the advice. Carson heaved a sigh of relief.

It was past ten in the evening when Elio finally got home.

As he arrived, the maid greeted him at the door, "Mr. Lampard, your mother is here."

At the sound of that, Elio immediately stood upright and headed upstairs.

"Elio! How long are you planning to avoid me?" Amanda shouted at Elio who was on the stairs, "Are

you planning to never talk to me again?"

"Listen, the daughter of that family next door is a perfect match for you, and she can even help you

succeed in your career!" Amanda kept talking while Elio's face darkened.

Amanda continued, "And there's also the daughter of another family. She's also a good match for you.

It’s just that her temper is not that good. I brought photos of both of them, take a look."

Elio paused, turned around, gave her a cold look without uttering a single word, and went upstairs.

Roman, who just came out from the toy room, rubbing his eyes asked, "Grandma, what does “suitable”

mean?"

"It means two people are a good match." Amanda answered with a broad smile, putting the photos in

front of Roman, "You see. Who do you think is more suitable to be your mom?"

"No way!" Roman shook his head, "They're not suitable for me!"

Amanda replied, "As long as they're suitable for your dad, they don't have to be suitable for you!"

"That won't work either. I've already found the right person!" Roman grinned, happily skipping upstairs.

The old lady had no clue what Roman meant.

Back in his room, Elio stared at the night view outside the window. He was reminded of a night four

years ago.

He was under great work pressure, relying on medication to sleep for years. That day, he took his

medicine and went to bed, but little did he know, someone had replaced the capsules with other

drugs…

After dealing with the person who switched the drugs, he tried to find the girl, but the surveillance of the

night was tampered with, and all information about the girl was completely deleted. As if she had never

existed.

Nine months later, he found Roman by accident, but there was still no news about the girl. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

He never gave up looking for her because she was Roman's mother.

He also wanted to know if she had intentionally appeared in his room that night.

"Elio! You little scoundrel!" The old lady's voice echoed from downstairs. Elio continued to stare out the

window, unmoved.

The reason their relationship had become so tense was that his mother had always tried to set him up

with girlfriends. As time passed, their relationship grew more and more distant.

The old lady hollered downstairs for quite a while, but Elio never came down. She sighed looking at the

empty house, then turned around and left the mansion.

The next day, Astrid returned to the office after finishing her business. It was almost time to get off

work.

As soon as she entered the office, a colleague came over with a smile, "Congrats!"

"Congrats, Astrid!"

Astrid was puzzled, thinking, were they congratulating her on signing a big deal? But isn't signing deals

a routine for a sales champion like herself? Does that warrant a congratulation?

Everyone was looking at her with strange eyes, which made her uncomfortable.

Just as she got back to her seat, Gracie came over, asking with a puzzled face, "Astrid, are you really

going to marry that dummy from Dragon Entertainment?"

"No way." Astrid shook her head, "How come I don't know about my own wedding?"

Seeing Astrid's confused face, Gracie put the invitation card in front of her, "Your mom just came to the

office and handed out invitations to our colleagues. It says you're getting engaged to that dummy

young master of Dragon Entertainment tomorrow night!"

Astrid quickly opened the invitation card in front of her. Her name and that of Colton Fortner were

prominently displayed!

She never expected Sandra to send invitations to her office. She was trying to let everyone know she

was marrying a dummy! No wonder her colleagues were giving her those weird looks.

"Astrid, you really kept it under wraps, I had no idea you were the daughter of the Irvine family! Your

family is so wealthy, why are you living in that shabby place? Trying to experience life as a

commoner?" Gracie was baffled.

Astrid felt a chill in her heart upon hearing this. A sarcastic smile appeared on her face, "I'm not worthy

of the Irvine family."

"What's going on?" Gracie and Astrid had been friends since high school, and they had always gotten

along well. But back then Astrid lived a simple life and never mentioned her family.

Lucinda went to the same school as them and she was using LV bags in high school, making her a

celebrity in school.

Although they shared the same surname, they had no interaction and didn't look alike at all. So no one

would associate them together, but it turned out they were sisters!

Astrid looked at Gracie, speaking in a calm tone, "The Irvine couple were childless for ten years after

their marriage. When they heard adopting a child could lead to having their own, they adopted me.

Later on, they indeed got pregnant!

"I heard they wanted to send me back, but a fire broke out at the orphanage, so they had no choice but

to keep me."

Astrid stopped there.

However, Gracie knew that Astrid had been living a hard life all these years.

"Oh my God, this is just too much! They treated you so badly before, and now they plan to sell you off

to some dimwit for money. That’s horrible!" Gracie was a straightforward person. She was very direct

when it came to criticizing others.

After hearing this, Astrid shrugged slightly, "Clearly, they're not capable of human emotions."