Let Me Stay The Night

“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.

wasn’t being careless She’s just

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

across one image in particular. Tve got a picture of her

and send

smile. Their employer had told them that they would be paid double as long as they took a picture containing Christina’s necklace.

already gathered around a large, round table by the time

glares

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

I can hear

photographer, looking calm with a

turning down Francis’ offer was an unforgivable act,

air of hostility engulfed the room in an

on,” Francis

glancing at the script, which was incomplete

to turn around and ask the stylists for their

weekend, so do your best to finish up all your tasks,” he instructed.

of branded clothes, most of which

had a few artists now, so all its resources practically came

pick a few outfits and hand them to the screenwriter so that the latter could write the script according to

the door closing

Penelope

if you have the power to ask Francis to fire me, please do that. I’d be eternally grateful,” Christina replied

of Christina doing Francis makeup “Don’t

face widened as she continued to provoke Christina. “Then, I’ll spread some rumors of you trying to seduce Francis… Oh! I

she noticed how every

then walked over, raised an arm, and

Slap!

appeared on Penelope’s cheek at once, and her phone fell to

and deleted them one after another. After some thought, she then reformatted every image on

Penelope was so infuriated that she could

them so you wouldn’t risk getting sued by Francis.” Christina’s expression remained frosty.

images were of him topless, which made

you delete my photos?

lunged at Christina, who had already read her movements and dragged the clothing rack over, causing the former to trip

on the floor as Penelope began to wail in pain. It was a pitiful

commotion from outside

Christina was merely standing upright, those who didn’t know better would automatically assume that

close to

better not think you can pick on others just because Mr. Fernando

Apologize to Penelope right now before you think about stepping out of this

room.”