Love in the Limelight Novel novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118

Roman hit the hay as soon as he arrived at the hotel.

Elio was parked in front of the computer, fingers flying across the keyboard.

He remembered the guy’s last name, but didn’t catch the full name.

There were a lot of people in this city with that name, but only one who had a high IQ, was good–looking, had gentlemanly manners, and was physically weak.

Hawthorne.

He was about to hit the sack when his phone beeped.

Carson: “Boss, we found the guy who left the kid at your villa years ago.”

Elio stared at the brief text, his heart skipped a beat.

Elio: “Where is he?”

Carson “Overseas. Our guys at the station tipped me off. He had a face–lift and changed his name, we couldn’t find him all these years. He was busted for drug use, his false identity was exposed, and he’s got a rap sheet here for numerous child kidnappings.”

Carson We’ve been focusing on people with previous child kidnapping convictions for the last three years. We found out that he did show up in Sunhaven three and a half years ago, and he skipped the country a few days after the kid was returned.”

Now that the guy had been found, he would find a way to make him sing, find out who was pulling the strings, and track down Roman’s biological mother. “Elio, I’m awake. Are we going to find Astrid now?” Roman appeared at the bedroom door, rubbing his eyes. He was barefoot and still looked a bit drowsy. Elio got up, went over, and scooped him up. “Sleep a little longer. You know Astrid loves to sleep in. She’s probably not awake yet, let’s not disturb her, okay?” “Okay.” Roman obediently crawled back into bed, pulled the covers over, and closed his eyes to sleep.

Elio, who had planned to take a short rest, found himself unable to sleep.

Early the next morning, Astrid was dragged by Magee to visit Hawthorne.

Still adjusting to the time difference, Astrid looked wiped out. “Can’t you let me sleep a bit longer?”

“Look at the time! All you ever do is sleep,” Magee grumbled, leading Astrid forward by the hand. “You never act like a proper girl should. Humph…”