Love in the Limelight Novel

Chapter 235
Mrs. Faye said. “Magic... It’s all a big fat lie. It’s all smoke and mirrors, but it takes real talent to play the piano!”
“Those tricks all look magical on TV, but in person, they’re all phony. Who knows how many people they hired to help?!” “Only a
fool would think a magician was legit!”
“Oh, really?” Astrid interjected, gently setting down Roman and then pulling out a wad of cash from her bag.
She handed the money to Mrs. Faye, “Here, please check if these are regular banknotes.”
Everyone was puzzled, especially Mrs. Faye, but she took the notes and gave them a thorough examination, “No problem, these
are regular banknotes.” Astrid didn’t say anything and took back the notes.
And ripped them in half!
Everyone was shocked. Even though it was just a couple hundred bucks, tearing them up was a total waste!
In the midst of their shock, Astrid held the torn pieces in her hand, “Mrs. Faye, you can start counting down from ten.”
As she said this, Astrid clasped her hands together, dovering the torn pieces in her palm. She gently rubbed them, leaving
everyone on edge.
Just as Mrs. Faye counted down to one, Astrid opened her hands. The torn banknotes were perfectly restored; there wasn’t a
single trace of damage, and even the serial numbers were exactly the same as before.
Everyone gasped, “Ms. Irvine is freaking awesome!!”
“Yeah, it’s magic!”
“I was staring the whole time; this isn’t magic, it’s sorcery!”
“No, impossible! Magic is all fake!” Mrs. Faye clutched the banknotes, her face burning.
But she couldn’t spot any trickery. And Astrid didn’t tell her to check the serial numbers; she remembered them herself. The
banknote serial numbers were sequential, and the restored ones had the exact same numbers!

Astrid looked at Mrs. Faye, speaking softly, “Mrs. Faye, is it that hard to admit that someone else is good? Your daughter’s
mastery of the piano is excellent, and so is my magic. There’s no need to put me down to prop up your daughter. Excellence isn’t
bragged about; it’s proven.”
“Talking a big game doesn’t make you a winner because the fake can never become real.”
Astrid didn’t say anything too harsh and just stated the facts calmly.
If Astrid had said anything inappropriate, Mrs. Faye might have argued back.
But Astrid’s words were all reasonable; if she argued further, it would just be making a fuss for no reason.
Amanda liked her even more when she saw how gracefully Astrid handled the situation.
Mrs. Faye lowered her head awkwardly. Just then, the butler walked over, “A package just arrived by courier. It was marked as
urgent, so I brought it over immediately.”
“An urgent package at this hour; it must be something important!” Amanda hurried over to take the package.
Seeing this, Hawthorne in the corner narrowed his eyes slightly.
Amanda opened the package and examined its contents closely. Suddenly, her face changed, and, then she turned to look at
Astrid!