A Crazy Night Novel

The studio was on the fifteenth floor of an office building in the city center.

An enthusiastic Granatanolan lady was at the reception counter when Christina walked in. As soon as the former lifted her gaze, she recognized the latter.

The woman politely welcomed Christina and greeted her in fluent Granatanolan, “Where did you go, Christina? I thought you wouldn’t come back again.”

Everyone at the studio knew Christina was back in her home country to hold a fashion show. However, she did not return to the studio even after several months had passed, and neither did anyone manage to reach her. Naturally, everyone thought she had found a new job.

Christina smiled. “How can that be? This studio is partially my blood, sweat, and tears too.”

Having stayed abroad for many years, she had placed almost her entire fashion career in that studio. She was not someone who would give up easily.

“Where’s Yosef?” she asked.

“Mr. Gunther is inside. You can head in.”

– Christina walked into the studio with Nathaniel. The furnishing and decorations inside radiated artistic vibes, and she even spotted her own artwork.

Meanwhile, Yosef was in the middle of a meeting with a famous designer in the conference room.

However, the atmosphere was not too great.

As Christina knocked on the door and entered, she met with the grumpy gazes of the two who had just argued.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

The famous designer loosened his floral necktie. “Ask Yosef yourself. He says he wants to sell the studio.”

“What? You want to sell the studio?” Christina’s face fell almost instantaneously.

When they first started the studio, they promised each other they would become the most renowned brand in the fashion industry. We’ve put so much effort and energy into it. How can we possibly bear to sell it just like this?

From the way he pursed his lips

stood between the two and remarked, “I know our studio’s reputation has been negatively affected because of the imitation clothing incident. But we can clarify the truth, release a statement, or move the hearts of our customers with higher quality works, isn’t

sell off the fruit of their many years of hard labor just

the other designer and asked the latter to

lightly patted her shoulder and spoke in less fluent Chanacan,

shifted her gaze toward Yosef. “Can you tell me the

in a dilemma too. I received a call from Sebastian this morning saying that he wants to buy the studio. I objected, but he used my parents’ safety to threaten

Christina like a bolt from the blue, leaving

series of loud noises rang

had landed on Yosef’s lower jaw. Howling in pain, the latter staggered

Bodyguard!” Christina regained her senses and immediately went up to push Nathaniel

Nathaniel spat

to work on the acquisition, but he would never use someone’s

and turned to look at Yosef. “Are you all right? Let’s go

was apparent in his eyes as he glowered at the blonde man before him. Why does this man feel more and

her slender shoulders and supported him

were almost leaning

turned into jealousy at this

tons of ways to

wrong to hit people, regardless of the

were giving off cracking sounds because of his tightened grip. The eyes behind his

he knew well that if he made a move again, he would not be able to stay by Christina’s side till she returned to the

backs, Nathaniel suppressed his burning

he got nearer to the two,

shot him a fierce glare. Is this Mr. Bodyguard thinking of hitting Yosef

Nathaniel placing Yosef’s arm around his shoulders and helping him walk

was equally shocked. Nathaniel was so close to him at that moment that his