A Crazy Night Novel

Christina’s phone was face–up on the table, and the screensaver was a photo of her, Lucas, and Camila standing beneath a Ferris wheel.

All three of their adorable faces were beaming with joy.

Nathaniel picked up her phone and opened the call log before snapping a photo. He then sent it to Sebastian along with a text that read: Invite them to participate in Christina’s fashion show, whatever the cost.

Sebastian texted back: Understood, Mr. Hadley.

Nathaniel then placed the phone down. Even if he tried, he could not get angry seeing her sleeping face.

He walked up to the bed and draped a blanket over Christina, doing it very gently for fear that he would wake her up.

Christina was not in deep slumber, so she opened her eyes as soon as she felt her body warming up slightly, just in time to see the bodyguard covering her with a blanket.

The distance between them was so small that she seemed to be able to see the pair of deep eyes behind the sunglasses.

Christina was slightly taken aback, her surprise evident on her visage. I thought Mr. Bodyguard was angry because of our quarrel just now. Why would he still drape a blanket over me?

Her gaze made Nathaniel feel somewhat nervous and even more worried that she would recognize him.

Thus, he quickly straightened his back and explained. Mr. Hadley instructed me to take good care of you.”

“You’re truly dedicated to your job,” Christina remarked, chuckling lightly.

Nathaniel merely hummed before walking over to the couch to take a seat.

They basically maintained this distance when Christina was not moving about.

She continued working until Nathaniel promptly reminded her to go to bed at midnight.

After the previous night’s embarrassment, Christina did not bother arguing with him, simply rising from her seat and returning to her room after saving the data

She was still worrying about the fashion show as she lay in bed. The guests aren’t confirmed yet. Is there no choice but to call it off….

Just then, her phone rang.

Who is calling me at this hour?

phone to find that the incoming call was from the supermodel who had rejected her earlier that morning.

me once not enough? Must she do

found that the caller had

invitation this morning, I checked my schedule, and I happen to be free, so I can attend your opening show,” the supermodel stated

her ears had deceived her. “Are you absolutely

send me an invitation

Christina clutched her phone tightly. “Would you be

problem. What time?”

o’clock,” Christina replied.

you tomorrow,

sprang out of bed in excitement as soon as she got off

while trapped in a bleak abyss. The kind

moment, Christina opened the door and ran to the bodyguard. “The model who rejected me this morning

that, Nathaniel chuckled lightly. Sebastian is

demeanor was a stark contrast to her excitement.

rang numerous times in a row.

that morning changed

help the studio regain its

at

ended the last phone call,

good news to Ginny. They the discussed the next day’s rehearsal and agreed to explain the imitation

compile all the information into a video that evening to make it

in the morning by the time they finished discussing all the

don’t end the call now, Mr. Bodyguard will probably come over and take my phone away.

next morning, Christina

to the backstage of the venue. Now’s the time for Mr. Bodyguard to reach

work as soon as she

Nathaniel could help out in terins of needlework, he found an empty

figure weaving in and

back into a ponytail, the pink hair tie adding a touch of

the models. She stood in black Yves Saint Laurent high heels, her figure forming a graceful curve from head to

exuded an added sense of intellectual maturity, and she struck the perfect balance of seeming

models to try on the outfits for the show, and there were still necessary alternations to be made to the clothing’s looseness.