Love in the Limelight Novel

Chapter 21

The gardens of the Sunset Holiday Hotel were done up like a dreamy, romantic wonderland. You’d walk along the quiet lakeside path and see twinkling lights scattered about like shooting stars. From afar, the garden locked as if a galaxy of stars had spilled onto it.

The whole visual effect created a dreamlike atmosphere, making you feel like you’ve stepped into a fantasy world.

Lucinda was all dolled up, and her haughty demeanor resembled a peacock spreading its feathers. No matter who greeted her, shed respond with icy indifference.

Growing up, Lucinda was forever living in Astrid’s shadow

Astrid was lauded as a genius by the entire school. She was rarely in school, often leaving shortly after each semester began, only returning for the final exams. And yet, she always managed to top the class in those exams

Not only was she academically brilliant, but she was also stunningly beautiful and popular. Everyone would praise Astrid like she fortune

Wasn’t that just a polite way of saying she wasn’t pretty?

She was still marrying a complete idiot.

a lavish and romantic

idiot is an idiot, that’s a fact that isn’t going

a goddess, but when they saw Lucinda, they’d say she looked like she had good

shoulder, saying somewhat irritably, “Oh Lucinda, a man was trying to chat you up and you were

backup plan, Sandra, a shrewd woman, said. If it weren’t for her meddling, the Fortner family would never have agreed to an alliance with the Irvine

Lampard is here!” Suddenly, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted. Everyone’s gaze Immediately turned

man who had appeared in her dreams countless times, Lucinda felt her heart nearly

in the news, this

the handsome figure approached, some of the ladies couldn’t help but exclaim, ‘Oh my God, Mr. Lampard is so handsome! He’s even more charming in person than in photos!” “He’s like the perfect

I want to have a drink with Mr Lampard”

girls‘ chattering stopped abruptly as Ello walked past them.

from him was too strong, one look from him