Love in the Limelight Novel novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83

After thinking for a few seconds, Elio pulled out his phone and sent a voice message to Roman. “Roman, I’m going to your Ms. Irvine’s set tomorrow; if you promise to follow my instructions, I’ll take you with me.”

Roman replied. “Sure thing, Chief, I’m all ears.”

He must have learned that nickname from Carson. He never learns what he should, but he’s got a knack for flattery.

The next day, Aoyama County had heavy rain.

Unable to work due to the heavy rain, Astrid was in her hotel room playing video games.

While she was playing, a message popped up on the screen.

An unknown number had sent her a message that read. “I’m at the café across from your hotel, are you coming out or should I come in?”

Astrid’s hand trembled. She quickly tossed her phone onto the bed, then got up to pull back the curtains.

Hal’s eye-catching red Rolls-Royce was parked on the side of the road. Astrid looked at the car and felt a bit scared.

She had to go out. Who knows what would happen if she let Hal come to the hotel?

Astrid replied. “I’m coming down.”

“Alright.” Hal replied.

Astrid grabbed her umbrella and headed downstairs.

The rain was pouring outside and her umbrella nearly got blown away. Although the cafe was just over a hundred meters from the hotel, it felt like a long walk.

Astrid took the flowers and immediately tossed them onto the floor, “Hal, enough. I’m not the naive little girl you could easily manipulate three years ago. If you dare do anything, I won’t make it easy for you.”

Hal chuckled, looking at the face that appeared in his dreams every night; he reached out to touch her.

Astrid immediately perceived his intention and swiftly dodged.

Hal smirked, “You know what? I’ve been thinking about you every day since we broke up!

“I think about you every day too.” She looked at him coldly, not hiding the disgust in her eyes, “I think about when you’ll finally disappear.”

The atmosphere in the room instantly turned terrifying, and Hal’s smile became dangerous, “Astrid, don’t try to provoke me; you can’t afford the price!”

“Price? I’d love to see what kind of price you’d have me pay. Like before, locking me up in a sunless room? Scaring me out with the snake you know I’m terrified of just to make me have dinner with you? Or forcing me to watch horror movies 24/7 so I’d be scared and seek your protection?” Astrid rarely lost control like she did now, but those memories were simply unforgettable.