Love in the Limelight

Chapter 51
Elio was worried Astrid might say no, so he added another sentence, you will be away for a while, and Roman will miss you very
much. Just spend one more night with him, okay?”
Astrid looked at Roman, who was still furrowing his brows in his sleep, and agreed
She had a special fondness for Roman. Every time she looked at him, she felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
Seeing Roman always reminded her of her own child, and she wondered how her child were doing now.
As the car pulled into the villa, Roman kept holding her hand tightly. Astrid had no choice but to hold him and get out of the car.
Lucas Lampard, who was in the guest room of the villa, heard the movement outside and immediately sat up and looked out. His
view was blocked by the trees in the yard, so he couldn’t see the person’s face clearly, but he could tell it was a woman.
A woman with long flowing hair and a very good figure.
And the woman was holding Roman.
“Hello Ms. Irvine.” The butler Wylie greeted her quickly, then stretched out his hand and said, “Ms. Irvine, Roman has gained
quite a bit of weight recently. Let me hold him.” Astrid shook her head. “No need, I will just do it.”
Wylie Alright The young master’s room is the second on the left upstairs.”
“Okay, thanks” Carrying Roman upstairs, Astrid gently put him down. But the little guy still didn’t let her go, and she didn’t have
the heart to forcibly pry his hand off, so she just slept holding him.
She thought that she would let go when Roman fell asleep, but she was too tired from playing in the amusement park, and she
fell asleep as soon as she lay down. When Elio went upstairs, he saw the two of them, asleep in each other’s arms, which
warmed his heart slightly.
He tiptoed over and gently pulling up the blanket to cover them, then bent down to place a light kiss on Astrid’s forehead before
leaving the room and quietly closing the
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Meanwhile, in a villa in the same neighborhood.
Amanda Lampard was chatting with a group of old ladies when suddenly her phone rang. She glanced at it and saw a message
from Lucas Lampard: “Granny, uncle brought a beautiful woman home, do you want to come and see?”
“I have to go. I’ve got something to handle. Let’s make an appointment another day.” Amanda stood up and headed out, leaving
the other old ladies puzzled. They just saw her hustle upstairs, shouting, “Matt, Matt! Come on, quit your gardening, we’ve got an
emergency!”
This was the first time in ages that Elio had brought a girl home!
Matthew Lampard had a son in his later years, not having Elio until he was 40, and now he was almost 70.
He adjusted his reading glasses as he slowly walked over from the balcony. Looking at Amanda, who was picking out clothes in
front of the mirror, he grumbled, “How old are you? Is there any difference in what you wear?” “What do you know? When I meet
my daughter–in–law for the first time, I have to give her a good impression. I have to choose a set of jewelry from my collection
and give it to her as a meeting gift.” Amanda said, and immediately ran to the cabinet to look through jewelry box. Listening to
her words, Matthew couldn’t help saying, “Stop it, your previous criteria for finding a girlfriend for Elio has been lowered to as
long as it’s a woman, and he couldn’t find a suitable one, and now he still has Roman. Don’t you know how Roman treats other
women? Do you ever want to have a daughter–in–law in this life? Don’t dream about it.”
Hearing this, Amanda couldn’t help but shot a glare at Matthew.
“Sure our kid isn’t the most romantic or considerate, and he’s got a bad temper, but there’re always exceptions in this world. It
was Lucas who sent the message, it must be legit.” Amanda observed the jewelry in her hand and smiled. She grinned behind
hierears, “If this is successful, we will have a grandson or granddaughter in the near future. I’m very happy just thinking about it!”
Matthew just shook his head speechlessly.
Amanda completely ignored the old man’s disgruntled look, still focused on picking out her jewelry: “What about this one? It’s
only 5.8 million, which is too cheap.”
“Then what do you think of this set? It’s expensive, but the red one seems too tacky for girls.” “How about this pink diamond set,
Matt?”
“No, no, this one...”