Love in the Limelight Novel

Chapter 1
On Mother’s Day night, Elio Lampard, the CEO of Morgenster Corporation, suddenly posted a message on his personal Twitter
looking for his mom,
“Looking for Mom: 1, Roman Lampard, am searching for my mom.”
Minutes later, the message blew up on the internet, sparking a heated discussion among netizens.
“What? The heir to the Lampard Group is publicly seeking a wife for his dad?”
“Honey, look at me, I can be your mom!”
“I don’t get it, who’s this kid? Why has his search for a mom made it to the trending topics?”
“Baby, I’m a guy, but if you don’t mind, I’d be happy to be your mom!!!”
“Do you guys not know how to read? He said he’s looking for his mom. Probably means his biological mom?”
In a taxi.
Gracie was scrolling through tweets. She excitedly jabbed at Astrid Irvine who was passed out from drinking too much, “Astrid,
Astrid, look... the heir to the Lampard Group is looking for a wife for his dad!” |
“What’s it to you?” Astrid mumbled, feeling sick to her stomach.
“How can it not concern me? If I got the chance to become his stepmother, would I care about what others thought? Who’s
Roman? He’s the son of the richest man! I can use that money to deal with those who look down on me!”
“Astrid, you’re amazing, how did you know we were going to have a hard time at the reunion? You even prepared a fake bank
balance text to defend ourselves. But that fake was unbelievable, who would believe a balance in the billions...”
Astrid burped, “That was just pocket money...”
“Billions in pocket money? I can’t believe it...” Gracie babbled on, only to find Astrid had gone silent next to her. Turning her
head, she found Astrid had leaned on her shoulder and fallen asleep.

Astrid’s long eyelashes gently covered her eyelids, her delicate face slightly red from the alcohol, making her even more
charming. Looking at her beautiful profile, Gracie couldn’t help but mutter, “What a beauty.”
“Sir, stop up ahead.” Gracie helped Astrid out of the cab and struggled to walk her into an old community nearby.
It was late at night, and the community was eerily quiet.
The musty smell in the dark stairwell was a bit nauseating. Gracie got Astrid to her front door, bent down to find the key in the
flower pot and put it in Astrid’s hand, “Astrid, you gotta get in yourself. My mom has called a bunch of times, I gotta go.”
“Also, watch out for Simon. He’s harassed a lot of girls in the office.”
“Okay, got it, be careful on your way.” Astrid leaned against the wall and stuffed the key into the keyhole, trying a few tries to get
it in.
She lightly turned the key, and then a hint of wary coldness flashed in her eyes. She had definitely locked the door when she left,
but now it opened with just a twist.
Someone was in the room.
Someone was scheming against her? This was too much.
Astrid scoffed, then walked into the room as if nothing had happened. Before her hand even touched the switch, she smelled a
pungent odor. She immediately held her breath and fell to the ground, pretending to faint.
Then a man muttered, “Wow, this drug is so strong? She fell right away!”
The man took Astrid to a hotel and threw her on the bed before leaving. After a while, a fat middle–aged man walked into the
room. This was Simon from the company.
“No matter what you hear in the room, don’t come in and disturb me!” Simon ordered, closing the door behind him. He looked at
the girl on the bed, and he couldn’t wait to start undoing his tie and belt, “Hottie, every minute spent with you is precious.”
Simon lunged at the girl on the bed, and at that moment, the girl who was supposed to be passed out suddenly lifted her foot and
kicked him in the chin!

“Scumbag, I’ve wanted to take revenge for those girls you bullied at the company! I didn’t expect you to walk right into my trap
today! I’m gonna teach you a lesson!” As Astrid spoke, she grabbed the ashtray from the bedside table and smashed it at the
man in front of her!