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?

was from the supermodel who had rejected her earlier that morning.

me once not enough? Must she

had a

I happen to be

thought that her ears had deceived her. “Are you absolutely sure?”

course. Please have your assistant send

clutched her phone tightly. “Would you be able to attend the rehearsal and fitting tomorrow?” she inquired.

What

o’clock,” Christina replied.

you tomorrow, then.”

excitement as

as if she had been hit by a ray of light while trapped

someone at that very moment, Christina opened the door and ran to the bodyguard. “The model who rejected me this

chuckled lightly. Sebastian is pretty efficient.

so? That’s great.” His calm demeanor

rang numerous times in a row.

who had turned her down earlier that morning changed their minds and agreed to attend her fashion

would surely help the studio regain its

right… See you tomorrow at nine for the rehearsal

the last phone call, her confidence

next day’s rehearsal and agreed to explain the imitation clothing issue after the

information into a video that evening to make it easier for people

in the morning by the time they finished discussing all the

don’t end the call now, Mr. Bodyguard will probably come over

morning, Christina got

all the clothes 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

got to work as soon as she

he found an empty seat not far from Christina

observed her slender figure weaving in

a ponytail, the pink hair tie adding a touch of softness to her

that of some of the models. She stood in black Yves Saint Laurent high heels, her figure forming a graceful

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

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