Love in the Limelight Chapter 137

Chapter 137 

Astrid’s eyes lit up the moment she heard that voice! 

Clyde adjusted his baseball cap with a bit of grumpiness, “Astrid and I are about to play a couple in the film. What’s wrong with us building up some chemistry in advance?” 

“No can do!” the man replied. 

“Either you hop in the passenger seat, or drive yourself!” 

The man started the car as he spoke. 

Clyde, a bit ticked off, opened the car door and got into the passenger seat. He turned to the driver – a man in all black with shades on and snorted, “What’s up with your attitude? You’re just a driver, where do you get off talking to me like that? I can easily get you fired!” 

“We’ll see if you have the guts.” The man sneered, then said to Astrid, “Star, hand me the meds.” 

“Sure thing!” Astrid quickly rummaged through the car and handed a pill from a pill bottle to Gracie, “Here, Gracie. Take this.” 

Gracie looked confused. “What is this?” 

“Motion sickness pill!” Astrid said excitedly. “Hurry up and take it.” 

“But I don’t get carsick.” Gracie refused to take the pill, which made Astrid anxious. She shoved the pill into Gracie’s mouth. 

Seeing Gracie swallow the pill, Astrid grinned. “Just because you didn’t get carsick before doesn’t mean you won’t now.” 

Gracie was still a bit confused when the car started moving. 

The trip from the airport to the film set was three to four hours, and there was a stretch of road without speed cameras. 

Suddenly, the car accelerated wildly on that stretch of road! 

You could say it was lightning fast. 

Gracie was stunned. 

She looked at Astrid with fear, but Astrid seemed thrilled. “How’s that, Gracie? Exciting, right?” 

Gracie: “I… Ahhh!!!” 

As they took a sharp curve, Gracie tensed up and let out a scream! 

But because she had taken the motion sickness pill, despite the fast speed, Gracie only felt nervous and scared, without any other discomfort. 

Clyde, on the other hand, was not so lucky. 

He was feeling dizzy and nauseous, and looking at the road ahead from the passenger seat made him even more scared, 

His stomach churned, and Clyde retched. Just when he was about to throw up. 

The man driving the car suddenly slowed down, quickly grabbed a plastic bag from the side, and put it over Clyde’s head. “If you make a mess in my car, you’ll have hell to pay.” 

Clyde was too scared to move from the man’s ominous threat. 

Meanwhile, the rest of the cars from the film crew were left far behind… 

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By the time they arrived at the film set, Clyde was slumped in the passenger seat like a dead fish. 

Astrid notified the crew members and had them take Clyde away. 

Once the parking lot was clear, Astrid jumped out of the car and threw herself at the man in front. “Rickon, weren’t you at a compétition in Europe? Why are you back?” 

“The competition ended, I missed you, thought I’d come see you.” Rickon Brooke stroked Astrid’s hair, took off his sunglasses and attentively observed the girl in front of him, then frowned, “You seem to be tan, has work been tough?” 

“No, no, not at all.” To Astrid, Rickon was the man of her dreams. He was a retired special forces soldier, then turned top race car driver, and also incredibly handsome. His stubble had won the hearts of many girls!