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.

I wasn’t being careless She’s

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

came across one image in particular. Tve

send it

contain his smile. Their employer had told them that they would

already gathered around a large, round table by

many glares for being late.

the woman dragged a stool and was about to sit down. when Francis patted the vacant

fine. I can hear everything from here.”

behind a photographer, looking calm with a

an unforgivable

hostility engulfed the room in an

on,” Francis

to reality and continued speaking while glancing at the script, which

about to turn around and ask the stylists for their

so do

large array of branded clothes, most of

now, so all its resources practically

them to the screenwriter so that the latter could write the script according to the descriptions of the

the door closing

Penelope demanded, walking in.

this job more than you want me to, so if you have the power to ask Francis to fire me, please do that. I’d be eternally grateful,” Christina replied nonchalantly without turning around. To her, Penelope’s antics were nothing more than child’s play–boring

her phone and showed some pictures of Christina doing Francis makeup “Don’t you think fans would start digging up

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!”

at the photos, her expression clouding over as she noticed how every photo

over, raised an arm, and swung

Slap!

appeared on Penelope’s cheek at once, and her phone fell to the floor. “Christina! How dare

another. After some thought, she then reformatted every image on the phone and tossed the phone aside. as though it

my photos?” Penelope was so infuriated that she could

wouldn’t risk getting sued by

topless, which made things look especially

you delete my photos?

Christina, who had already read her movements and dragged the

the floor as Penelope began to wail in

the commotion from outside rushed into the

face full of blood and Christina was merely standing upright, those who didn’t know better would automatically

were close to

you can pick on others just because Mr. Fernando favors

right now before you think about stepping out of this

room.”