A Crazy Night Novel

As the end of working hours approached, Christina walked up to Nathaniel’s desk and gently knocked on the surface with the back of her hand. “It’s almost time to get off work now. Please put your unfinished work on hold.”

Nathamel looked up. His brows twitched slightly.

Christina wore a white blouse with the hem of her clothes tucked into her skirt. The edge of her skirt sat just above her knees, giving her a sensual yet dignified appearance.

Her long, black hair fell to her waist, making her figure seem exceptionally slender.

He wondered how terrific it would be if she dressed like that daily and worked for him as his secretary.

Noticing the lack of response, she strode over. “What are you daydreaming about? It’s time to go back to the Hadley residence and pick up our son.”

Nathaniel reached out and wrapped his arm around her slim waist, pulling her into his embrace.

“I’m tired. Give me a massage,” he drawled in his magnetic and enticing voice.

Her mind was occupied with the task of picking up her son, so she had no choice but to comply and give him a quick massage.

She exerted just the right amount of strength with her fingertips, and the combination with the faint fragrance emanating from her wrist invoked great comfort within him.

Nathaniel felt significantly relaxed. Only then was he willing to put down his work and leave.

Upon returning to Scenic Garden Manor, Camila held Christina’s hand and said, “Mommy, can I learn dancing?”

Camila was almost four and was beginning to show interest in girly things.

“Sure. What kind of dance do you want to learn? Mommy will sign you up.” Christina lifted Camila in her arms and kissed her face.

Camila smiled sheepishly. “I want to learn ballroom dancing, can I?”

“Of course you can,” Christina agreed.

Camila was delighted. She slid down from her mother’s arms and ran into the dining room.

Stepping on a stool, she poured a glass of water and trotted back to Christina. “Here, Mommy.”

Christina received the glass of water and took a sip. Even if it was just plain water, it tasted good because her daughter had poured it for her.

Even at such a young age, Camila knew how to please others.

some truth to the saying that spending effort on children was better than on men.

to the ballroom dance section of the kindergarten. “I want

the payment. The teacher led the two to

a month’s fee,” said the

while taking out her bank card. “A month?

acceptable if the fee was for

hire the most professional tutors to provide the lessons, so it’s absolutely worth the price.” The teacher flashed

sum, she didn’t hesitate after seeing the anticipatory look in Camila’s eyes.

a black card with gold letters from her bag.

right. No problem.”

teacher took the card. After a few beeps, the fees were

and shoes. “She would need to change

want

and more fond of looking

Camila change into the dance outfit and shoes. Christina also tied up her daughter’s hair, revealing the

her dress and uttered sweetly, “Mommy is beautiful too. That’s why

a honey-tongued girl! Christina led Camila into the dance

around Camila’s age. Behind them were little boys in shirts

of adorable children formed a line and swayed to the music, following the tutor’s guidance. Christina captured Camila’s cute moments with her phone and watched

reached the office, it

got busy as soon as she got to the office due to the

she rushed into the meeting room without even having the time to take a sip

inside the conference room

director placed an agreement on the table. “Ms. Rockfort, do you take your work seriously? Can you explain how an eight million endorsement turned into eighty million? This doesn’t match the amount Mr. Hadley approved. Are

a mistake in pricing would never happen at this

and browsed through the content. ascertaining what the

document to me, so

exchanged glances, clearly fathoming that the assistant might have made the error.

up the file and read the content. It was

of files daily, so it

double-checked

the error but

is indeed my mistake.” Christina couldn’t avoid shouldering the blame for the

“Therefore, she should be held accountable.”

shifted their attention to

and eighty million was a tenfold difference, which would