A Crazy Night Novel

Christina went into the house and saw Anya waiting for her inside with her arms folded.

She ignored her and walked in.

“Stop right there.”

Christina arched a brow. “What’s up?”

Anya’s gaze darkened. “The financial department told me you asked them for my recent reimbursement and contracts. What are you trying to do?”

Christina was momentarily stunned. She did not expect the news to reach her ears so soon. “It’s just a standard cross-checking procedure. Why are you so nervous?”

“My financial reports are all approved. Why do you need to cross-check them?” Anya asked. her eyes narrowed.

“In that case, why did you come to ask me about it? Are you guilty of something?” Christina scoffed.

Anya was bereft of words.

Seeing that she had nothing else to say, Christina walked away and went upstairs. Judging by Anya’s reaction, it’s obvious that she’s guilty of something. There must be something fishy going on with those financial reports.

Christina only put her guard down after she arrived in her room upstairs.

After taking a shower, she went to bed with her damp hair.

When she woke up the next morning, she felt her head spinning. Back then, Nathaniel would dry my hair for me before I went to bed.

She quickly shook her head. Why am I thinking about him?

Christina changed into a dress and walked out of the room. A housekeeper approached her and said, “Ms. Christina, Mr. Gibson is asking for you. He’s in the study.”

right. Thanks” Christina went to the

of the windows was opened in the study, and

his desk and practicing writing, exuding

you ask to see me,

disturbed, so no one would dare to disrupt his rest on the third. floor unless he asked to see

asked in

to him, got him another pen,

Timothy knew everything that had been going on at the

satisfaction and focused on his

at this, Dad!” Christina praised.

Christina fondly. “Christina, today is your mother’s death anniversary. I think it’s

I mentioned this to Dad plenty of times before. Although he said he would

the house shortly after that, and their driver sent them to the entrance

quiet corners, they stood. in the open. Weirdly enough, the initially good weather had worsened, and clouds were gathering above their heads.

face of

the photo, and her eyes reddened.

filled

up. “Christina, I think it’s time I tell you that it was the people from Hadley Corporation who murdered

eyes grew grimmer as

of silence, she said,

a secret he had

competed for

realized they were losing out to Gibson Corporation. On that particular day, they invited your mother and me to discuss a deal between the two families. The landslide happened shortly after we arrived at the meeting spot. According to the experts, the landslide was most probably man-made. Back then, there weren’t any surveillance cameras, so no one was ever caught. Years have since

only stare at the photo on the tombstone. She was dumbstruck when she heard

she finally returned to her senses when she felt her legs

obligation to avenge the