Let Me Stay The Night

Chapter 242 Mannequin

Christina halted her task and stretched her body. Anyone would feel tired after sitting for the entire day.

Then she thought about finishing a meal quickly before returning to work.

When everyone went downstairs, they realized their male models were sitting in the dining hall.

The director was standing in the middle of the hall with a smile. “In order to better facilitate your inspiration. I invited everyone’s model here. After sharing dinner together, you all are free to do anything you want in the mansion.”

The designers thought the director was doing that for the show,

They didn’t seem to care much because they had gotten used to the director’s antics.

Only the designers who graduated from prestigious schools were more particular about how they appeared on camera. Thus, every time they showed up, they were seen dressed fabulously.

Christina was so hungry that she could only think about food.

The director requested the designers to sit next to their male models to encourage them to interact more.

Promptly, Christina headed to her designated spot next to Francis.

Even though he was merely sitting quietly, it was enough to draw many people’s attention, especially because he was very well-dressed.

Only the bottom three buttons on his white shirt were fastened, so the upper half was left open. As a result, everyone could see his fair, muscular chest. Furthermore, he had a velvet blazer as well as a rose necklace on his slender neck.

all that paired with his cold yet elegant countenance, he looked like a demon who walked straight out

It seems it’s not an exaggeration

lifted his eyebrow, “If you stare any longer, you’re

sat, she shifted her line of sight

dishes were prepared for dinner by the production crew for the sake of

with the male models first or take small bites of pastry to

care about any of those. Instead, she just focused on eating. The nearby cameraman filmed

image immensely, which made her stand out, though Francis was unfazed by her actions. Those who weren’t in the know

so quickly that she accidentally

soon as possible because many tasks were

was occupied by her worries as she ate, which

been abused here.” Since the moment she sat down, the only thing she cared about was the food.

that I’m starving.” Christina pouted. “You should eat too. Later. I want you to

said Francis as he gently wiped the oil stain on

backward. Using tissue paper, she

I’ve loved him for five years. Why is Christina so lucky? He should be my partner sitting next to me, not

heart as a

was quite far away from Christina, the latter didn’t notice

dinner, Christina

the outfit she

at the

didn’t express his opinion. Instead, he unbuttoned his shirt, allowing the light to illuminate his impressive muscles. His body emitted the fragrance of Clive Christian’s 1872 cologne. The sandalwood aroma

food. However, she could no longer pretend she saw nothing after he removed

shifted her view away from him, pretending to look for