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Chapter 477
Chapter 477
The chatroom went dead silent.
They was thinking, “Holy smokes, who's got the guts? That's some risky talk! Aren't they scared that
Mr. Lampard would kill them?"
The online crowd was stunned, but the fear was palpable among the live audience and the production
crew.
They were terrified of Elio's wrath - That would spell disaster for them.
A trembling crew member, microphone in hand, didn’t dare to approach Elio.
Even the director was meek, too timid to switch the camera angle to Elio.
At that moment, Elio stood up, gesturing to the crew member with the mic.
The guy bolted over and handed the microphone to Elio.
Elio gently lifted the mic, looked into the camera, and said, "I've always felt unworthy of my wife. After
all, she's outstanding. But if I'm not worthy, no one else is worthy."
The crowd went silent.
The room was awkward for a moment. Astrid, slightly exasperated, glanced at him, "The question was Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.
for me, not you."
Elio replied,, "Of course, my love. My bad."
Astrid retorted, "Get out of here, who's your love? Stop claiming wives and making a mess. Sit down."
Elio still said, "Yes, my love."
Astrid's grip on the microphone tightened, veins nearly popping. If it weren’t for the crowd and the live
broadcast, she would've loved to clock him one.
The guy had a hide thicker than a rhino's!
Executives from Lampard Group exchanged glances, thinking they must be hallucinating.
Taking orders from a woman!
How could such a man be fit for the CEO of Morgenster Corporation?
But the old timers only dared to think this privately. Elio now wielded considerable power, and they
knew they could be toast if they stepped out of line.
Astrid shot Elio a look, and he raised an eyebrow at her, a smirk of triumph on his face.
The camera caught that smirk, and the online crowd cracked up.
[LOL! Look at Mr. Lampard's sly grin!]
[Dude, HAHAHAHA, he’s just trying to flaunt his love life and make us jealous! LOL]
[Mr. Lampard, you're done for, you've angered Astrid, you're gonna be sleeping alone tonight!]
[That’s right! More like he won't even be allowed through the door, look at Astrid’s grip on the mic, veins
all popping, like she's about to throttle Mr. Lampard, HAHAHA]
"[t’s clear who's wearing the pants in Mr. Lampard's family, tragic, so tragic, and yet I'm here for it!]
[They are seriously a match made in heaven!]
Elio's smug eyebrow raise at Astrid even made it to the trending searches, and suddenly, social media
was flooded with 'Jealousy' emojis.
The livestream of the press conference was a hit, and the crew was ecstatic, planning to celebrate with
a dinner and karaoke.
As the lead actress, Astrid was expected to join.
But Elio's presence would stiffen the atmosphere, so he left early to work on his laptop in the car until
she was done.
After what felt like ages, Astrid called him. He answered softly, "Astrid, are you wrapping up there?"
"No, not yet. Come up, room V8788."
"Alright." Elio hung up, grabbed her jacket from the back seat, and headed up.
Reaching the private room's door, he was about to knock when it swung open.
And then Astrid yanked him inside!