Love in the Limelight

Chapter 489

So it made sense that she was out cold.

Maddox's voice cut through the tension, "You said someone paid you to chere and play spook. Spill the beans on who it is, and

we'll get you to a hospital."

The woman hesitated, "Mr. Maddox, you're askingto bite the hand that feeds. I've already cashed the check. If | rat them out

and they're watching this live, I'm toast!"

"Fine, we'll leave it," Maddox relented, then turned to his crew, "Keep a couple of guys on her. If anyone shows up to fetch her, nab

them too."

"Got it, Mr. Maddox," one of the crew affirmed.

Seeing that Maddox and his team were about to leave, panic seized the woman, and she burst into tears. "Mr. Maddox, please

don't go. | got the gig online. The client paidthrough an anonymous account. | swear | don't know who hired me. They just said

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to haunt around this forest. The pay was so good, | took the bait! | really don't know anything else. Help me, Astar! Please!"

When the woman called out to her, Astrid turned around and looked at her. "Don't worry, you're not gonna die."

Maddox had seen Astrid's hacking prowess before, and the mention of an online transaction had his eyes lighting up with an idea.

"Astrid, can you do us a solid and trace who it was?"

Astrid was already curious, so she nodded, "Sure, but what's in it for me?"

She eyed Maddox up and down, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. She then addressed the camera, "Our dear director

Maddox always hides behind a mask. | remember the fans once petitioned en masse for you to show your face. How about this—if |

find out who's behind this, you drop the mask for the camera?"

Maddox felt his whole body protest at the suggestion. "Isn't that a bit much?"

The online crowd went wild.

[Only Astar knows us! I've seen so many shows produced by Mr. Maddox, always wondered what he looks like. Finally, a chance!]

[Love you Astar! I'm dying to see Mr. Maddox's face!]

[Mr. Maddox looks so vulnerable, he wouldn't dare refuse, would he? Especially with Mr. Lampard watching. If he says no, half the

show's funding will be pulled!]

After much hesitation, Maddox gave in, "Alright, deal. If you can trace it, the mask comes off."

The live stream viewers erupted in excitement. Maddox's face was one of the entertainment industry's top unsolved mysteries.

With the news out, the show's popularity soared even higher.

Word spread like wildfire, and soon the number of viewers spiked.

Compared to the lavish control room Astrid had built on the island last time, Maddox's makeshift trailer looked rather shabby.

As Astrid stepped into the trailer, the crew immediately cleared a computer for her. The tech enthusiasts’ eyes shone like they

were in the presence of a deity.

The crew relayed the ghostly woman's personal information to Astrid. Starting with her social media account, Astrid quickly hacked

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into it. The employer, probably watching the live stream, had already blocked the woman's account. Still, it was child's play for

Astrid to recover the data and pinpoint the sender's location.

It seemed like an easy victory, but as Astrid breached the firewall, something interesting happened—the other party attempted to

hack back into Astrid's computer.

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