Love in the Limelight

Chapter 169

When Astrid and Clyde reached the TV station, a bunch of fans had already gathered outside.

Astrid’s fan base had grown significantly. She walked over with a smile, shook hands, and exchanged greetings before entering the station.

The staff were waiting at the entrance to greet them. As the two walked over, one of the staff members said cheerfully, “Right this way, please. I’ll show you to the green room where you can get the lay of the land before we do the dress rehearsal.”

“Okay.” Astrid nodded, and Gracie, who was trailing after her, caught sight of a bunch of celebs, including her favorite one.

But to avoid causing any trouble for Astrid, she kept her fangirling in check and acted very appropriately.

“Feel free to call on me if you need anything,” said the staff member before leaving. Astrid and Clyde sat down and remained silent.

After a while, they heard a familiar voice, “What a coincidence. I didn’t think I’d bump into you here.”

“I didn’t expect to run into you either, Ms. Helena.” Astrid looked at Helena, smiling as if all their previous unpleasant encounters had never happened.

here if you weren’t teamed up with Clyde. Poor Clyde, finally lands a role in

caught the subtext in Helena’s words, “Bad luck? What do you

Helena lit a cigarette, took a puff, then patted Clyde on the shoulder, “Clyde, you’ve drawn the short straw getting saddled with

that, Helena left.

all day, and Helena’s words had

pre–recorded, there were plenty of live audience members. One

hold of Astrid’s information, they’d find out she often skipped high school and never even went to college!

the bag, that’s

this show. Leave now! I’ll cover the penalty fee.”

at him, “Why? This show is to promote the movie.”

Helena said just now? She may not be the hottest artist in town, but she has a good relationship with many people in the TV station. You’ve

Helena’s words, “If there’s a problem, we’ll

“Your connections can’t hold a candle to hers. Why are

hero. I just really didn’t take her seriously.” Astrid yawned,

was getting antsy. He decided to come clean, “Your degree is fake, isn’t it?”

“Who told you my degree is fake? My diploma is still locked up in a drawer at home. It’s brand new!”