Love in the Limelight (Astrid and Elio)

Chapter 359

“Astrid!” Gracie, worried about Astrid losing control in public, kept reassuring her, “I’m okay, really, I’m

fine.”

Once those irresponsible media outlets let the pictures out, netizens would start making up all sorts of

stories. God knows what kind of twisted tales they’d come up with. “Astrid, just let it go, I’m really okay.”

“Your hand got stepped on so badly and you’re saying you’re okay?” Astrid lifted Gracie’s hand,

noticing a footprint on the back of it. The pinky finger was crushed, bloody and horrifying.

Astrid glanced at the crowd and spotted a man trying to hide behind others, avoiding her gaze.

She narrowed her eyes, grabbed Gracie’s hand and shoved it in front of a male journalist, “Apologize to

my assistant!”

The journalist didn’t react. Astrid repeated, “Apologize to my assistant!”

“There are so many people, it was an accident. Besides, she’s fine. Do I need to apologize?” The

man’s eyes were full of disdain, his words extremely irritating.

Feeling the icy chill emanating from Astrid, Gracie gripped her tightly, whispering in her ear, “If a dog

bites you, you wouldn’t bite it back, would you?”

Astrid looked at Gracie, then strode forward.

To be more accurate, she strode towards that male journalist! © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Other journalists thought Astrid was leaving and tried to block her, but she pushed her way to the man

and stomped on his foot with the heel of her high heel!

Then she gave it a good twist.

“Ah!” The man’s scream echoed throughout the venue, “Astrid, you did that on purpose! You did!”

Astrid smiled faintly, “There are so many people, and it was an accident that I stepped on you too.”

The man was speechless.

That sounded familiar, didn’t it? Wasn’t that what he just said to Astrid?

Had this woman gone mad, pissing off a journalist for a small assistant?

Astrid said, “Please make way, I need to take my assistant to the hospital.”

Looking at Gracie’s bloody hand, the crowd reluctantly parted.

Gracie was injured but still had to drive. Astrid shoved her into the backseat, “Stay quiet.”

“Oh.” Gracie, watching Astrid drive, was a bit nervous, “Astrid, I know you care about me, but pissing

off a journalist is not wise. If he reports something out of context, won’t we be the ones who suffer?”

“Journalist? He won’t be for long.” Astrid’s cold voice sent shivers down Gracie and Selena’s spines.

They exchanged looks, feeling that Astrid was really scary, almost as icy as Elio.

After taking Gracie to the hospital for treatment, they returned to the hotel.

Gracie spent the whole night scrolling through Twitter, checking the news, but there was no news about

the journalist getting stepped on.

Many people online were questioning Astrid and Robb’s relationship, even speculating that Astrid’s

awards were bought.

Gracie and Selena, using their burner accounts, had a heated debate with the critics online, then

looked up to see Astrid sleeping on the couch.

“Hush.” Gracie signaled Selena to be quiet, then walked over to cover Astrid with a blanket and turned

the air conditioner warmer.