Let Me Stay The Night

Christina’s phone was face–up on the table, and the screensaver was a photo of her, Lucas, and Camila standing beneath a Ferris wheel.

All three of their adorable faces were beaming with joy.

Nathaniel picked up her phone and opened the call log before snapping a photo. He then sent it to Sebastian along with a text that read: Invite them to participate in Christina’s fashion show, whatever the cost.

Sebastian texted back: Understood, Mr. Hadley.

Nathaniel then placed the phone down. Even if he tried, he could not get angry seeing her sleeping face.

He walked up to the bed and draped a blanket over Christina, doing it very gently for fear that he would wake her up.

Christina was not in deep slumber, so she opened her eyes as soon as she felt her body warming up slightly, just in time to see the bodyguard covering her with a blanket.

The distance between them was so small that she seemed to be able to see the pair of deep eyes behind the sunglasses.

Christina was slightly taken aback, her surprise evident on her visage. I thought Mr. Bodyguard was angry because of our quarrel just now. Why would he still drape a blanket over me?

Her gaze made Nathaniel feel somewhat nervous and even more worried that she would recognize him.

Thus, he quickly straightened his back and explained. Mr. Hadley instructed me to take good care of you.”

“You’re truly dedicated to your job,” Christina remarked, chuckling lightly.

Nathaniel merely hummed before walking over to the couch to take a seat.

They basically maintained this distance when Christina was not moving about.

She continued working until Nathaniel promptly reminded her to go to bed at midnight.

After the previous night’s embarrassment, Christina did not bother arguing with him, simply rising from her seat and returning to her room after saving the data

She was still worrying about the fashion show as she lay in bed. The guests aren’t confirmed yet. Is there no choice but to call it off….

Just then, her phone rang.

Who is calling me at this hour?

that the incoming call was from the supermodel

me once not enough? Must she

found that the caller had a completely different

this morning, I checked my schedule, and I happen to be free, so I can attend your opening show,” the supermodel

a brief moment, Christina thought that her ears had deceived her.

have your assistant send

momentarily.” Christina clutched her phone tightly. “Would you be able to

What

o’clock,” Christina replied.

you tomorrow, then.”

in excitement as soon

she had been hit by a ray of light while trapped in a bleak

that very moment, Christina opened the door and ran to the bodyguard. “The model who rejected me this morning has agreed to attend our fashion show.”

chuckled lightly.

calm demeanor was

her phone rang numerous times in

morning changed their minds and agreed to attend her

them on board would surely help the

you tomorrow at nine for the

time Christina ended the last phone call, her confidence level was at

discussed the next day’s rehearsal and agreed to explain the imitation clothing

information into a video that evening to

by the time they finished discussing all the

I don’t end the call now, Mr. Bodyguard will probably come over and take my

Christina got up

Bodyguard to reach

to work as soon

could help out in terins of needlework, he found an empty seat not far from Christina

figure

was casually pulled back into a ponytail, the pink hair tie adding a touch of

even thinner than that of some of the models. She stood in black Yves Saint

some point, she exuded an added sense of intellectual maturity, and she struck the perfect balance of seeming playful yet classy, giving people the impression that she was strong and dependable.

models to try on the outfits for the show, and