Love in the Limelight

Chapter 131

“But, I didn’t get a good look at the people in the car. A young man handed the kid over to me, he was wearing a hat… and a mask. Couldn’t make out his face.”

“I tried to sneak a peek inside the car, and got a boot for my trouble. He threatened me, said he would gouge out my eyes…I can’t take it anymore, please, could you spare me some…” The man was a wreck, veins popping out on his face, drenched in sweat.

Elio remained cool as ice, “Keep talking.”

“But I remember, in the backseat, there was a young man. And I saw his hands…I’m positive they were a young man’s hands…He was male, I saw his Adam’s apple. Oh yeah, it was a black Rolls Royce, but I don’t know the specific model…Please!!!! Ahhhhh!!!” The man was in agonizing pain, tormented by withdrawal, “Please, sir, I’ve told you everything I know, everything!!!”

He banged his head against the back of the chair, struggling, knocking the chair to the ground, “Sir, that’s all… I don’t know anything else!”

Elio: “Location. Where did the exchange take place?”

“West side of town, out of the city, but…I can’t remember the exact location, but… but it was snowing that day…You could see… see a pharmaceutical factory from there…”

The man’s consciousness was starting to fade.

He was mumbling incoherently, his words making no sense.

“Take him away.” Elio tossed something on the table, signaling his men to take the man away.

Drug addicts don’t lie when they’re in withdrawal and see drugs, but what he held in his hand was actually a bag of flour.

There was a young man in the car?

Elio lightly tapped his fingers on the table, sending a message to Carson: “Check if there’s a pharmaceutical factory in the western suburbs, and ask around if anyone saw a black Rolls Royce there three and a half years ago.”

Carson: “Yes, my

lord.”

at the dark night, he

the one who handed over the child?

did they do that?

he believed he

in a hotel

-Astrid was–examining Colton.

“Do you even know how to play this game? Can’t you cover me? As soon as someone comes for me, you scram. Can’t you give a hand? What, got your feet stuck in mid

and saw Astrid and

I asked you to treat him, not to have a staring

the concentration of toxins in his system. It’s not high, so

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cured?” Jon asked, his brows knotted in concern.

Farrah Fortner was out for his blood, so he played dumb to protect himself. He didn’t take all the ‘medicine‘, so he’s

of work,

at him, “You should be asking

Star, you gotta help

him up and down,

enough on his plate, you can’t just leave him hanging, can you? If you don’t help him, Farrah might just off him the moment he gets

immediately pleaded, “Babe, please help me! If you do, I’ll let you win every card game from now on!”

Astrid: “…”

water for her on the plane, Astrid sighed. This guy might act

the hotel. Jon, take him to your place, I’ll handle the rest and let you guys know.”

mean I have to babysit him?” Before Jon could finish his sentence, Astrid shot him

her pissed off, Jon immediately shut up.

off at her apartment, Jon left. By

as she got off the elevator,

Roman bolted towards her, calling

up, “Roman, why are

the door,