Love in the Limelight Novel

Chapter 69

But Sandra had barely taken a few steps when her clothes were firmly grabbed by Astrid. “You’re lying! If you guys had snapped photos of me and my child, doesn’t that mean you can squeeze more money out of me? I don’t believe that you would only take a few maternity shots and leave! Sandra, where is my child? If you don’t tell me the truth, I’ll kill you.” As she said this, Astrid’s hand tightened around Sandra’s neck. Terrified, Sandra turned pale “Astrid, if you kill me, you’ll end up in jail!”

“Jail? Out here in the middle of nowhere, no cameras, no witnesses, if I kill you and dump you in the nearby river the police won’t find any clues. They’ll assume you’ve met with an accident. What’s that got to do with me? Astrid hissed into Sandra’s ear, her voice as chilling as a whisper from hell, causing Sandra to go pale with fear.

“Your baby’s dead” Your baby’s dead! Sandra subdenly screamed.

Astrid s grip faltered, and Sandra seized the opportunity to break free and run. She glanced back at the ashen–faced Astrid, feeling a surge of triumph,

Astrid felt a chill run through her, her lips quivering “You’re lying to me.”

“Why would he to you? On that night three and a half years ago, around eleven or so in the evening. I saw a man dressed in black with a hood and mask carrying a baby running out. Then you chased after him, yelling that your baby had been stolen! Think about it, if the baby was okay, why didn’t he cry in such heavy rain? As Sandra said this, Astrid’s heart clenched.

She had never told anyone that her baby had been stolen. Sandra was able to describe the time and place so clearly, so Sandra must have witnessed everything…

Astrid looked at Sandra, her eyes reddening. “You didn’t see his…body. Just because he didn’t cry, doesn’t mean..doesn’t mean he’s dead.”

Actually Sandra knew the baby wasn’t dead. The baby had indeed been quiet at first, but had started to whimper when being put into the car.

in black put the baby

at home, had told her that

billion.

the people in the car had to do with the baby, but she couldn’t let Astrid find

lied, “The baby is dead, I’m sure of it! I saw the man throw the baby harshly on the ground, but the baby didn’t make any

hearing this, Astrid

once joked that he would definitely grow up to be a tenor. How could he possibly not make

You don’t stand a chance!” Astrid sneered, bent down to pick up a stone from a nearby flower bed, and smashed Sandra’s phone to pieces in a few strikes. Sandra stared in disbelief at her

what? Get out of here!” Astrid shouted, and Sandra, frightened, scurried off.

prepared for the worst over the years

her child might already be dead.

how could they have falled to

thought of her child possibly being dead was

matter how strong she seemed on the outside, she was

her steps heavy,

to the supermarket, bought a ton of alcohol, and then went back to her hotel room, all she wanted