A Crazy Night Novel

Victoria would not reject Christina’s request, evidently. “Tell me what it is, and I’ll do my best to fulfill it.”

“I heard that one of your friends has opened a legal firm in Hallsbay. I’m hoping that your friend can meet with Mrs. Lazuli,” Christina started. “If Mrs. Lazuli asks why, just tell her that I’m inviting her to enjoy a free but fascinating live broadcast.”

Victoria thought that Christina’s request would be harder to fulfill than that, so she was surprised. Nevertheless, she swiftly agreed to it.“This is too simple. No problem. I’ll call my lawyer friend and have him look for Mrs. Lazuli right away. It won’t delay your plans.”

Victoria could mostly guess why Christina was doing this, but she was not a gossipmonger, so she knew not to ask for further details.

Christina gave her a smile. “Thank you.”

“You’re too polite with me, Christina. My matters with Sebastian have troubled you quite a lot, and I’m afraid I’ll still need you and Mr. Hadley to intervene every once in a while in the future,” Victoria said. She knew that she could not deal with the entire Lesley family alone.

However, things would be different if Nathaniel was involved.

You’re my junior, and Mr. Taggart is Nathaniel’s right–hand man. We’re practically family, so there’s no way we’re just going to sit on our hands for this. You shouldn’t worry too much about this. All problems have answers.”

Christina’s words were like a cool breeze in the hot desert, blowing away the frustrations in Victoria’s heart.

“I’ll contact you later,” she said before leaving.

“Stay safe, Christina. I’ll be waiting for your call.” Victoria took a few steps back and watched Christina’s car leave. Then, she lowered her head and called her friend. “Hey, there’s something I need your help with…‘

Meanwhile, Anya was imprisoned in a winery belonging to Nathaniel, which was situated on the outskirts. The winery’s central structure, a majestic villa, emitted an air of ageless allure, boasting opulent and lavish medieval Western aesthetics that added a dash of enigmatic fascination to the estate.

The vehicle cruised down a straight and spacious boulevard lined with towering plane trees, gradually making its way into the estate.

Christina came to a glasshouse. It was

a garden, but it had been converted into

was bound and discarded on the ground. She was curled

hair concealed her face, obscuring it from Christina’s

body, mingling with the damp spots on the ground and creating meandering paths of small crimson streams. Her ankles and wrists bore scars of

the periphery, keeping a watchful eye. As soon as they noticed Christina’s arrival,

mindful of Christina’s physical well–being, fetched a chair

a seat on the chair and told Lyle,

part of Anya’s body that had gone unharmed, and her clothes were tainted with bloodstains in several areas. Yet,

evident how harrowing the ordeal Anya had to endure before Christina came

approached the wounded woman, he crouched down and nudged her. Then, he put his hand near her nostrils to feel for any

not in any

have things to ask

Lyle instructed the men to bring a pail

it’s freezing!” Anya was jolted back to consciousness by the icy water. She squired her feeble frame as she desperately tried to evade the chilling pool

seized the back of her collar and dragged her toward Christina. “Behave yourself and

In her peripheral vision, she caught sight of Christina, adorned in clean and expensive garments as she sat before her with a look of pride on her face. Fear morphed into an enraged creature within Anya as she bared her fangs

How dare you torment me like this? Even

fought desperately, attempting to break free, but

few steps felt like thousands of miles

me who won’t spare you,” Christina said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “You’re

hiding behind Nathaniel while you flaunt your false bravado! If you had any real skill, you wouldn’t