Love in the Limelight (Astrid and Elio)

Chapter 413

The moment Bernice mentioned Hawthorne unintentionally, she realized that she had fallen into Elio's

trap.

Maddox understood that this situation couldn't continue, so he said, "Ms. Bernice, your performance

tonight has indeed been confusing. To prove that you're not lying and to clear Astrid's name, we must

make this phone call."

Astrid said, "The international live broadcasting line for our show was closed yesterday, so there's no

way he could know what's happening right now. We can have someone from the production team call

him, pretending to be a stranger and asking him. That way, we can get the most genuine answer."

Upon hearing this, Parrish immediately applauded, appreciating the idea, "Great! This method is

excellent. Let me handle it. Give me the number, and I'll make the call." NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

All eyes were fixed on Bernice because she had accidentally mentioned Hawthorne's name. If she

didn't provide the number now or gave a random one, it wouldn't make sense.

Bernice hesitated for a moment but eventually handed over her phone. Deep inside, she prayed that

Hawthorne wouldn't answer the call.

Maddox found Hawthorne's number in the contacts, and Parrish borrowed a phone from one of the staff

members. He then dialed the number. He deliberately cleared his throat.

The phone was on speaker mode, and at the moment the other side's phone started ringing, Bernice's

heart leaped. She clenched her fist nervously, praying deep inside.

Seconds ticked by, and Hawthorne didn't answer the call. Bernice let out a sigh of relief, but the next

moment, Parrish dialed the number again. A few seconds later, a deep and hoarse voice came from

the other end, "Who are you looking for?"

Bernice instinctively tried to speak, but Astrid immediately raised her hand and covered her mouth. She

even used a considerable amount of force. Bernice couldn't give Hawthorne any warning at all.

Parrish said, "Hello, Mr. Cliff, I am a staff member from a bridal boutique. Your fiancée made an

appointment with us today at 3 p.m. to choose a wedding gown. I wanted to ask if something has

delayed your arrival? Why haven't you come yet?"

Hawthorne said, "You've got the wrong person."

Parrish replied, "I haven't made a mistake; it really was your fiancée who made the appointment. You're

Hawthorne, right?"

Hawthorne said, "I am Hawthorne, but I don't have a fiancée. Please don't call again in the future."

Hawthorne's words felt like a slap in the face to Bernice. She lowered her head and her face was pale.

She looked lifeless and kept stepping backward. The image that she spent years to build had collapsed

in a second.

The comments immediately exploded.

"Parrish is amazing! His excuse is really creative!"

"Wow, Bernice must be so embarrassed, right? That man said he doesn't have a fiancée."

"So, what's the relationship between Hawthorne and Bernice? Is he her long-lost, never-seen-before

illegitimate child?"

"Oh! The truth is finally revealed!"

"Bernice was once worshiped by numerous celebrities, and I never thought she would do something

like this."

"The speed at which her image collapsed was as fast as a tornado!"

“I used to think Bernice was excellent. Every time I saw her photos, I was amazed by her beauty. I

really didn't expect her to be so hypocritical, doing something like this just to break up Mr. Lampard and

Astrid. I guess she must have thought no one would suspect her, which is why she came forward

herself.”

"I used to feel sorry for Bernice when I saw her crying. But this time, I just feel disgusted. This woman's

scheming is too deep!"

"Please, Bernice, leave this show. Don't pollute the atmosphere of this show or my eyes!"

"At this moment, I suddenly miss Joana. Although Joana was a bit self-conceited, her actions were

straightforward and seemed a bit foolish. Compared to seeing this crafty Bernice, I prefer Joana!"