Love in the Limelight novel Chapter 593

“Wow, Astrid, you're absolutely fearless! That old diva Bernice deserves everything coming to her," Gracie said, practically bouncing with excitement. "How are you planning to take her down? Let me know, I want in on this. There's no way I'm missing out!"

Astrid couldn't help but chuckle at Gracie's eagerness. "Bernice has some strong connections, and she's deeply rooted in the industry. Taking her down will require a well-thought-out plan. I have some dirt on her, but I need to strategize a bit more."

"I get it!" Gracie exclaimed, clutching Astrid's arm with enthusiasm. "Are you going to make Bernice self-destruct while we just sit back and enjoy the show?"

Gracie wiggled her eyebrows mischievously as she spoke.

Astrid nodded approvingly. "You're getting sharper by the day, Gracie."

"Hey, when was I not smart?" Gracie boasted, raising her chin. "While you were filming, I picked up some ingredients. Let's get Selena and head back for a homemade fondue."

"Sounds good, thanks, sis," Astrid replied with a smile as she headed to the dressing room to change. Gracie waited by the door.

Before Astrid re-emerged, Linda appeared.

In the past, Linda never missed a chance to pick on Gracie, but after several humiliating encounters with Astrid, she'd learned to play nice.

No more antics.

Instead, Linda was all about making amends.

"Gracie, are you waiting for Astrid? We have several scenes together tomorrow. Does she have some time later to run lines with me?" Linda asked, trying to sound as humble as possible.

Gracie disliked her but kept her cool to avoid causing trouble for Astrid. "You'll have to ask her yourself about her schedule; I can't speak for her."

Disappointment flickered across Linda’s face, but she managed a smile. "Oh, I see. Thank you."

"Here, take this. Just a small token," Linda said, offering a diamond hairpin.

Gracie leisurely pulled her purse open, revealing an array of diamond jewelry. "Thanks, Ms. Linda, but Astrid spoils me with diamonds all the time. I've told her to stop, but she insists, saying I can use them as toys or even decorations if I want."

"Look at these, all sorts of diamond colors. I’m worried about leaving them in the hotel room, so I carry them with me, even though they're a pain to lug around."

Linda was stunned as she stared at the exquisite jewelry spilling from Gracie's bag, suddenly realizing her diamond hairpin seemed as cheap as a trinket from a bargain bin.

She had assumed Gracie, as a mere assistant, had never seen real diamonds and could be easily swayed with a small gift. But now, her plan to enlist Gracie's help seemed laughable.