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.

on provoking Nathaniel during that time and neglected Christina’s situation. He regretted it afterward and wanted to find

were supposed to leave according to the plan,

Time ticked by.

the café, Nathaniel stood under a

eyes were fixated on

standing rooted to his spot expressionlessly like a perfectly sculpted ice 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? What

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

eyes darkened as he quietly observed the

brew coffee on the table. Christina took a sip before uttering. “If you don’t want to reveal who the whistleblower is, I think

cup of coffee

is, of

countenance and overly impassive gaze, he felt

Christina was there to meet with him because she wanted to help Nathaniel, Francis had to admit he was jealous of Nathaniel at

into his impeccable handsome face, waiting for him

that information, so she hoped her effort wouldn’t be in

his brows and hesitated briefly before saying, “It

pupils constricted. As 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 stab him

to keep Nathaniel from finding you, so she leaked the company’s confidential information.”

attention elsewhere

to do, Francis chose to stand by and

suspicions, but she just

to her feet to leave, someone

cold. The latter was like a chilled child

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

he would lose her if he relaxed his

sidelong glance. “We don’t need to

tried pulling her hand free, but he held

him in the eyes and

confidence and pride when featured on screens. now

you so biased?” Disappointment