Love in the Limelight

Chapter 224

Astrid frowned but didn’t move.

Carla was suddenly shoved aside by the man who’d just walked in and hit the wall hard. “Why the rush to leave, pretty lady? Can’t we just chat?” He said. The man closed and locked the door behind him. He had a wicked smile on his face as he turned to look at Astrid.

Astrid recognized him. He was Lambert, a seasoned TV host who had been in the industry for over a decade. His humorous hosting style and solid professional skills had earned him countless fans.

But what Astrid hadn’t expected was that behind the humorous and charming persona on TV, he was actually this kind of person.

Judging by Carla’s reaction, she must’ve known what kind of person Lambert was, which was why she had told her to run.

But there was only one door in this makeup room. Where could she run to?

no intention of

by step, Carla quickly

though she was scared, she resolutely

one of Dale’s artists. Are you not afraid of angering him? And she is currently being heavily promoted by Starlight Entertainment. If you do this, Starlight Entertainment will

aside. “I call the shots here. Who do you think will

with Lambert’s popularity, if Astrid went out and accused Lambert of making inappropriate advances towards her in the makeup room, no one would believe her. Instead, she’d be subjected to a torrent of

a good father, and a good senior was deeply ingrained in people’s minds. No one would believe

restraint. “Let’s be straight. If you don’t make me happy today, I’ll make sure the entire station blacklists you.” “Blacklist me?”

shocked by Astrid’s domineering attitude. She leaned in and whispered in Astrid’s ear, “Ms. Irvine, he’s good friends with Fannie. Many people say you’re the one who screwed Fannie over. I’m afraid he won’t let you off the hook today. Better keep a low profile.

expect this girl she’d just met to help her out like this. She patted Carla on the shoulder and smiled contentedly. “Don’t be scared; I’ll be fine!” “You, get out! Don’t interfere with my business! If I hear

“crack“, Carla felt a chill run down her

agony. “My hand,