Chapter 291
“Astrid, do you have any single friends you can hook me up with? I…” Gracie couldn’t finish her
sentence when she spotted a familiar face coming from not too far away.
She gripped Astrid’s hand tightly, “Astrid, I see Joana coming! More accurately, I see her with a super
hot guy, man, he looks like a model.”
Joana?
Is that hunk Joana’s boyfriend?
Astrid lowered her head, retyping a message: “Chad, can you find out who’s the guy with Joana?”
The message was sent, but there was no reply.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter a while, Chad replied: “Astrid, no need to worry about Joana now, I’ve found out who the account
‘EternalLoveMoments’ belongs to, I even hacked into their computer, guess who the puppet master is?”
Astrid: “Joana’s team.”
Chad: “Nope, guess again!”
Is it not Joana’s team? That’s really bizarre.
Astrid pondered for a few seconds, then sent a message: “Hawthorne.”
Chad: “Holy cow, how did you know it was him?”
Hawthorne had been out of the picture for a while now. She had a lot of questions for him, but he
changed his number and vanished.
Hal was the kind of guy who wore his intentions on his face, whereas Hawthorne would smile at you
while stabbing you in the back. He always came across as harmless, but he was anything but.
Chad: “Astrid, Hawthorne is a cunning one. I suggest you avoid a direct confrontation. He might do
something drastic. You’re not alone now, you have Roman to think about, you can’t take him with you
everywhere.”
Astrid: Chad, can you locate Hawthorne?”
Chad: “That will take some time, give me a moment.”
Astrid: “Alright, thanks for the help.”
Hawthorne’s move was cunning, he took advantage of the drama between her and Joana to make his
play, all to tarnish her reputation.
A star’s popularity with the public is crucial, once that’s gone, the impact is massive.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPut simply, Hawthorne was trying to oust her from the entertainment industry.
But he underestimated her.
“Gracie, I need to head home now, don’t waste your time arguing with those trolls, just go home.” Astrid
said, rising from her seat and settling the bill on her way out.
Gracie, staring at the people hurling insults at Astrid, was fuming, “I’m not backing down from these
trolls today. You think you can just insult my friendy Astrid like that? Scum! Scum!”
“Saying Astrid’s average looking? Show me what you call ‘average’ then!”
“Saying Astrid’s poor? Astrid could bury you in cash!”
While Gracie was happily engaging in an online battle with her burner account, Astrid was back home.
Astrid thought that if she could retrieve her old tweets, she could prove the account to be a troll and
everything would resolve itself.
As she opened her laptop ready to expose the account, she suddenly received a few news alerts.