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.

and neglected Christina’s situation. He regretted it afterward and wanted

plan, but halfway through, she vanished without a

Time ticked by.

café, Nathaniel stood under a street lamp.

eyes were fixated on

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

he quietly observed

coffee on the table. Christina took a sip before uttering. “If you don’t want to reveal who

cup of coffee and was

is, of course.” Francis stopped

and overly impassive gaze, he felt

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

bored her eyes into his impeccable handsome face, waiting

delayed her flight to acquire that information, so she hoped her effort

and hesitated briefly

speaks of how much

sighed. “She wanted to cause trouble back then to keep Nathaniel from finding you, so she leaked the

to divert his attention elsewhere because of that predicament, providing Christina the

he knew what Madison was planning to do, Francis chose to stand by and

her suspicions, but she just

she got to her feet to leave, someone

cold. The latter was like a chilled child

We’ll meet again, won’t we?” Francis’ initially calm emotions were stirred, and his amber pupils constricted slightly.

if fearing he would

him a sidelong glance. “We don’t need

pulling her hand free, but he

in the eyes

exquisite countenance, which was usually filled with confidence and pride when featured on screens. now showed a never-before-seen vulnerability before

so biased?” Disappointment laced his hoarse