Love in the Limelight Novel novel Chapter 236

Chapter 236

Astrid guessed something was amiss when she saw Amanda’s expression.

She moved to snatch the document from Amanda’s hand, but Farrah beat her to it, grabbing the somewhat worn–out paper. They were all prenatal checkup reports!

Farrah was taken aback, then shouted, “Astrid, you’ve had a child?!”

Everyone in the room was gobsmacked.

Many socialites would kill to marry Elio, but he turned them all down. And the one he chose had a child??

Elio was also shocked. He stared at Astrid, speechless.

Hawthorne was watching Elio’s reaction, but he didn’t see the anger he was expecting.

Elio’s face was a mix of shock, sympathy, and confusion. But no anger.

He was not angry?

Why?

Shouldn’t he be angry that the woman he loved had a child with another man?

Shouldn’t he be angry that Astrid hid this from him?!

Seeing Elio’s expression, Farrah realized he didn’t know about this either. She continued, “Astrid, you’re really disgusting. You’ve had a child, yet you pretend to be a pure and innocent girl trying to marry into a wealthy family?”

“Can such a person be a star? Are you blind? How can you actually like her so much?!”

Honestly, Amanda was shocked but not mad. It was a modern era, so what if she had a child?

Astrid wasn’t bothered by Elio having a child.

She didn’t meet Astrid often, but she genuinely liked her. She didn’t think this was a big deal, especially since Astrid never mentioned the child, nor was the child with her.

Perhaps the child was no longer with us.

Besides, Roman liked her so much, and she liked Roman too. Maybe it was all fate.

Seeing no one from the Lampard family speak, Farrah continued, “I’m telling you, the Lampards will never accept a woman who’s had a child!”

Before Elio could speak, Farrah, who was flipping through the medical reports, shouted as if she had discovered a new world, “The date of birth was deliberately rubbed out, so you can’t see the specific date, but you can see the year. The child should be three or four years old now.”

“Caesarian section! Born in the countryside, a boy!”

“Astrid, if you don’t deny it, then these documents are true. Where is your child?”

Astrid’s body stiffened, “My child was stolen from the hospital on the fourth day after birth. His whereabouts remain unknown.”

Three years ago?

A boy?

Stolen?

Unknown whereabouts?

Why are there so many coincidences?!

Elio felt like he was struck by lightning; his hand holding Astrid’s tightened. He looked at her lost face and called out in disbelief, “Astrid…”