Love in the Limelight (Astrid and Elio) novel Chapter 423

"Gotcha." Astrid knew why Elio didn't dare come up the moment she saw the excited Magee. After all, her dad was scarier than anyone else.

"Dad, I'm so touched! You actually gave up something as important as fishing to come see me!" Astrid tightly hugged Magee's arm as they walked into the house.

Magee glanced at her room and started complaining right away, "Look at this dump! How can anyone live here? Why don't you stay in that big villa? Our bathroom is bigger than this room!"

"It's smaller and easier to handle, also very cozy." Astrid led Magee to the couch, whispering, "Roman is still asleep. Let's keep it down."

Magee said, "That lazybones, still not up at this hour! I was thinking of taking him fishing!"

Astrid gave a wry smile. Sure enough, no matter where Dad went, he never forgot about fishing.

As soon as Magee sat down on the sofa, he saw Elio outside the window and was immediately displeased. He got up and walked over to the window, pulling the curtains closed before settling back down on the sofa, satisfied. "Star, what's going on with you and that guy now?" Magee asked.

"Nothing really." Astrid yawned, "He's just one of many suitors."

Magee looked at his beloved daughter and sighed deeply, "Star, there are plenty of good men in the world, why did you have to have a kid with that Elio guy!"

Astrid was speechless. After a moment, she finally regained her composure and said helplessly, "Dad, I didn't have a choice back then."

Around noon, there was a knock at the door. Astrid thought it was Elio. When she opened the door, it was Yates.

Magee asked, "Star, is someone here? It's not that Lampard family punk again, is it?"

"No." Astrid had barely answered when Magee already rushed over with a broom.

Seeing Magee, Yates' eyes widened, "Mr. Brooke, hello!"

"You?! You little punk, I haven't settled the score with you for breaking my favorite fishing rod last time! You dare to show up in front of me?" Magee started scolding as soon as he opened his mouth, leaving Yates with no choice but to silently endure.