Love in the Limelight (Astrid and Elio)

Chapter 3

She tried to get the kid to stand on his own, but he just clung to her neck for dear life. Clearly, the little

one was pretty attached to her.

She’d had a bit too much to drink tonight and was feeling knackered. She couldn’t hang around here

forever.-

Astrid had been patiently trying to persuade him for half an hour, but the kid just wouldn’t let go.

The bouncer tried to make a call but couldn’t get through, leaving him at a loss for what to do next.

Out of options, Astrid remembered she had her business card with her from her meetings earlier in the

day. She pulled one out of her pocket, placed it on the reception desk and told the receptionist, “Miss, if Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

his parents come looking for him, please give me a ring.”

The receptionist was frozen by Roman’s icy stare, not even daring to pick up the card.

Word had spread around the hotel about Roman's tantrum today. After being mocked by a boy his age

for not having a mother, he threatened the CEO's assistant, Carson Fisher, to tweet a message to find

his mother.

Mr. Lampard’s Twitter sometimes posts official group info, so Carson was in charge of it. Only when his

phone blew up with calls, had he realized what had gone down online. And the result was… Carson

had his wages docked for half a month.

After being mocked, Roman cried, ran off, and said he was going to find his mom himself. So, was this

beautiful woman in front of them the mom Roman had found?

Everyone was looking at each other, completely clueless about what had just happened.

Watching Astrid leaving the hotel with Roman in her arms, the bouncer immediately followed them.

Not long after getting home, Astrid received a text message from the hotel staff saying that the child's

parents would be picking him up soon.

She texted back her address, and then turned on the TV, playing a cartoon to watch with Roman.

Roman didn't say a word. He just sat quietly by her side, staring at her, still holding onto the corner of

her shirt.

Astrid's home was small but very cozy. Roman really liked it here, and he was like a little sidekick.

Wherever Astrid went, he would follow closely, tightly holding onto the corner of her shirt.

Looking at her little shadow, Astrid felt her heart melting. "Sweetheart, you can't be stubborn like this

next time. Your mom and dad will be really worried if you disappear."

"And you can't just follow strangers. There are a lot of bad people in this world, okay?"

Roman pouted and stayed silent.

"Knock, knock, knock!" came a knock at the door. Astrid thought it might be the kid's parents, so she

hurried over to open it.

But the people standing there were not the kid's parents. It’s the two people that she least wanted to

see in her life.

Her foster mother Sandra and sister Lucinda.

She had left the Irvine family and returned to her biological father's side over three years. But seeing

these two women still made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Astrid, why did you hide here instead of coming home when you came back?" Sandra looked at Astrid,

who was frowning, with disgust.

"Home? Ha." Astrid gave a cold laugh, a hint of mockery at the corner of her mouth. "Didn't you kick me

out of the house when I was pregnant more than four years ago?"

Hearing Astrid's words, Sandra immediately sneered, "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have

completely forgotten about it. Where is your bastard child?"

Sandra didn’t hesitate to look around the room as she said this. Astrid subtly moved to block the little

one behind her. As Sandra tried to force her way into the house, Astrid raised her hand and slapped

her,