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?

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

not enough?

it, she found that the caller had a completely different attitude than

invitation this morning, I checked my schedule, and I happen to be free,

had deceived her. “Are you absolutely sure?”

have your assistant send me an invitation

over momentarily.” Christina clutched her phone tightly. “Would you be

What time?”

Christina replied.

tomorrow,

in excitement as soon as she

of light while trapped in a bleak abyss. The kind of emotion she was experiencing was

the door and ran to the bodyguard. “The model who rejected me this morning has

chuckled lightly. Sebastian is pretty

great.” His calm demeanor was a stark contrast to

phone rang numerous times in a

that morning changed their minds and agreed

board would surely help the studio

right… See you tomorrow at

time Christina ended the last phone call, her confidence level was at an all–time high.

next day’s rehearsal and agreed to explain the imitation

evening to make it

morning by the time they finished discussing all the details.

the call now, Mr. Bodyguard will probably come over and take my phone away.

Christina got up early.

and tools to the backstage of the venue. Now’s the time for Mr. Bodyguard to reach his full potential. It would be a waste not to have such

as soon as she reached the

in terins of needlework, he

then observed her slender figure weaving in and

was casually pulled back into a ponytail, the pink hair tie adding a

She stood in black Yves Saint

intellectual maturity, and she struck the perfect balance of

rehearsal for the models to try on the outfits for the show, and there were still necessary alternations to be made