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?

phone to find that the incoming call was from the supermodel who had rejected her earlier that

enough? Must

the caller had a completely different attitude than earlier in the

regarding your invitation this morning, I checked my schedule, and I happen to be

her ears had deceived her. “Are you absolutely sure?”

send me an invitation and a

do. I’ll send them over momentarily.” Christina clutched her phone tightly. “Would you be able to attend the rehearsal and fitting

What

Christina replied.

you tomorrow, then.”

excitement as soon as

as if she had been hit by a ray of light while trapped in a bleak abyss. The kind of emotion she was experiencing was truly indescribable.

needing to share her feelings with someone at that very moment, Christina opened the door and ran to the bodyguard. “The model who rejected me this morning has agreed to

chuckled lightly.

His calm demeanor was a

numerous times

that morning changed their

board would surely help the

at nine for the rehearsal

the last phone call, her confidence level

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

into a video that evening to make it easier for people to understand when the time came.

morning by the time

the call now, Mr. Bodyguard will

Christina got up early.

Mr. Bodyguard to reach his full potential.

to work as soon

he found an empty seat not far from Christina and sat

then observed her slender figure weaving in and our backstage.

ponytail, the pink hair tie adding a touch of softness to

was even thinner than that of some of the models. She stood in black Yves Saint Laurent high heels, her figure forming a

sense of intellectual maturity, and she struck the perfect balance of seeming playful yet classy, giving people the impression that

rehearsal for the models to try on the outfits for the show, and there were still necessary alternations to be made to the