A Crazy Night Novel

“Be careful. Our efforts will be in vain the moment she starts feeling suspicious, another man warned

The one holding the camera looked grim I want being careless. She’s just way too alert

With a faint sigh, he checked the camera gallery. Every photograph contained Christina as the main subject

While going through his shots, the man’s eyes widened after he came across one image in particular Tve got a picture of her necklace!”

“That’s great. Hurry up and send it to Mr. Gibson!”

The man couldn’t contain his smile. Their employer had told them that they would be paid double as long as they took a picture containing Christina’s necklace.

Meanwhile, everyone was already gathered around a large, round table by the time Christina arrived.

She received many glares for being late.

Every seat at the table was already occupied, so the woman dragged a stool and was about to sit down when Francis patted the vacant seat next to him. “Sit over here.”

“It’s fine. I can hear everything from here.”

Christina sat behind a photographer, looking calm with a hint of austerity.

In the eyes of others, turning down Francis’ offer was an unforgivable act, but to Christina, this was nothing unusual.

An air of hostility engulfed the room in an instant.

“Let’s move on,” Francis announced.

The screenwriter snapped back to reality and continued speaking while glancing at the script, which was incomplete because she didn’t have enough knowledge of the costumes involved.

Just as she was about to turn around and ask the stylists for their opinions. Francis ended the meeting.

“That’s all for today. We’ll meet again this weekend, so do your best to finish up all your tasks,” he instructed.

After that, Christina stopped by the dressing room containing a large array of branded clothes, most of which were given to Francis through sponsorships.

The company only had a few artists now, so all its resources practically came from Francis.

Christina figured she would pick a few outfits and hand them to the screenwriter so that the latter could write the script according to the descriptions of the outfits,

Suddenly, the sound of the door closing came from behind.

“Christina, please resign,” Penelope demanded, walking in.

“I want to leave this job more than you want me to, so if you have the power to ask Francis to fire me,

“Be careful. Our efforts will be in vain the moment she starts feeling suspicious, another man warned.

grim. I wasn’t being careless She’s

gallery. Every

man’s eyes widened after he came across one image

and send it

couldn’t contain his smile. Their employer had told them that they would be paid double as long as they

large, round table by

many glares for being

dragged a stool and was about to sit down. when Francis patted the vacant seat next to him. “Sit over

hear everything

calm

eyes of others, turning down Francis’ offer was an unforgivable act, but to Christina, this was

the room

on,” Francis announced.

glancing at the script,

was about to turn around and ask the stylists for their opinions, Francis ended the meeting.

this weekend, so do your best to finish

stopped by the dressing room containing a large array of branded clothes, most of which were given to Francis

artists now, so all its resources practically came

the screenwriter so

door closing came from

please resign,” Penelope

to ask Francis to fire me, please do that. I’d be eternally grateful,” Christina replied nonchalantly without turning around. To her,

huff, Penelope took out her phone and showed some pictures of Christina doing Francis makeup “Don’t you think fans would start digging

I’ll spread some rumors of you trying to seduce Francis… Oh! I almost forgot that you have kids. What would they say if they saw these pictures? I look forward to that!”

the photos, her expression clouding over as she noticed how every photo had been taken

an arm, and swung it.

Slap!

at once, and her phone fell to the floor. “Christina! How dare you hit me?”

picked up the device, went through every photo inside it, and deleted them one after another. After some thought, she then reformatted every image on the phone and tossed the phone aside. as

could you delete all my photos?” Penelope

took all of them secretly. I deleted them so you wouldn’t risk getting sued by Francis.” Christina’s expression remained frosty. All the pictures had been taken while Francis was working.

him topless, which made things

delete my photos? I’ll kill you!”

already read her movements and dragged the clothing rack over, causing the former to trip and crash onto the

the floor as Penelope began to wail in pain. It was

the commotion from outside rushed into the dressing

the way Penelope had a face full of blood and Christina was merely standing upright, those who didn’t know better would

members who were close to Penelope targeted Christina right away.

think you can pick on others

Penelope right now before you

room.”