A Crazy Night Novel

Nathaniel watched as her slender figure disappeared from his vision. Who is this person she has to meet?

Without spending much time pondering, he followed her.

The cafe on 87th Street served only members, so ordinary people couldn’t enter.

Upon arrival, Christina mentioned Francis name, and the waiter led her to a table by the window.

A soft glow illuminated the cafe’s interior space. The man dressed in cool-toned casual attire to obscure his exceptional presence. His gray-blue hair and chiseled, profound facial features gave him an aloof and mysterious vibe.

When Francis looked up, his sparkling dark eyes shimmered slightly. “Christina.”

Reunited after four years, he found her radiant and captivating as ever.

Christina sat down. A cold and distant expression filled her amber eyes as she held his gaze,

“Who leaked the information back then?” She cut to the chase.

Francis’ heart ached slightly as he stared at her. “Christina, can’t we just chat like old friends, as we used

“That’s not necessary. I just want to know who the whistleblower was,” Christina responded indifferently.

Her body emanated a faint floral fragrance, which smelled refreshing and pleasing, like the morning air.

His heart skipped a beat when he met her gaze. “Are you still mad at me for what happened back then?”

Scenes from the past flashed across Christina’s mind, prompting a prickling pain to creep into her chest. Nathaniel held her captive in the past, but Francis posting those photos on Twitter was no different from pushing her to the brink of desperation.

“Would being angry allow me to see my granny one last time? Will staying mad make up for anything?” Her tone was heartbreakingly calm.

No one knew how devastated she felt at that time. It was as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss where only darkness reigned.

It was only later that Francis learned about the death of Christina’s grandmother.

situation. He regretted it afterward and wanted to

leave according to the plan, but halfway through, she

Time ticked by.

the café, Nathaniel stood under a street lamp.

fixated

statue. It turns out the person Christina has to meet is Francis! So, he’s the unimportant person she has to discuss an important matter with?

clenched his jaw. If it weren’t for his current status, he’d have rushed in to teach

he quietly observed

a cup of cold brew coffee on the table. Christina took a sip before uttering. “If you don’t want to

down her cup of coffee and was about

is, of course.” Francis stopped

and overly impassive gaze, he felt a great distance between them.

him because she wanted to help Nathaniel, Francis had to admit he was jealous of Nathaniel

she bored her eyes into his impeccable handsome face, waiting for him to finish his

flight to acquire that information, so she

and hesitated briefly before saying, “It was

I expected, it was her! “Why? Doesn’t she like Nathaniel a lot?” She speaks of how much she loves him, yet why did she mercilessly

cause trouble back then to keep Nathaniel from finding you, so she leaked the

that time, Nathaniel was indeed unable to divert his attention elsewhere because of that predicament, providing

what Madison was planning to do, Francis chose

suspicions, but she just needed

to her feet to leave, someone

like a chilled child with no clothes to wear,

leaving already? We’ll meet again, won’t we?” Francis’ initially calm

grabbed her slender wrist tightly as if fearing he would lose her if he relaxed his grip.

glance. “We don’t need to meet

free, but he held

in the eyes and

exquisite countenance, which was usually filled with confidence and pride when featured on screens. now

why are you so biased?”