Let Me Stay The Night

Chapter 323 Back To The Studio

Christina picked up the offer letter and scanned it. “Are you offering me a job as the owner of Christina’s Studios?”

You’ll be getting a higher salary than what your studio is currently paying you. You have no reason to turn it down.”

Nathaniel knew her very well. She would become restless if she were away from her work for longer than two days.

Since she wants to work, why not let her work under my nose? That way, I can keep an eye on her too.

“Christina’s Studios is mine. Since when did it become yours?” Christina scowled, feeling as though the fruits of her labor had been stolen from her.

“Well, it’s mine now. If you refuse, I’ll just hire another designer. Don’t say I didn’t warn you if they make a mess of it.” Though Nathaniel employed a tone of lazy nonchalance, his gaze remained fixedly on her face.

Christina’s expression turned sour. He’s forcing me into a corner to present me with a choice he has plotted for a long time as the only option.

Nathaniel knew how misleading her meek demeanor was; she was more stubborn than anybody he knew when it came to principles. Even the prospect of money would not tempt her otherwise.

In that case, why not have a written contract bind her by my side?

Christina did not speak. The atmosphere around there turned tense.

Nathaniel walked over and placed a fountain pen in her hand. “You are going to need a job. It’s the same wherever you work, so you might as well work for me. You get decent benefits, and the boss doesn’t ask for much.”

Before Christina realized what was happening, he was already holding her hand and signing her name with the patience of an adult teaching a child to write.

Moments later, Christina’s signature appeared, fully formed and irrevocable, on the agreement.

“From today on, you are my employee. You can start work immediately.”

Corporation. Her office

studio move here?” Glancing about, Christina had the distinct feeling

the door and led her in. “Given Hadley Corporation’s recent acquisition of Christina’s Studios, I don’t see a reason

the twenty-first floor had been recreated

familiar decor and the unused fabrics in the tailor

familiar voice sounded.

one another for four years, the pair embraced like

quietly by. He noticed the smile

first time she has smiled

rays illuminated her face. Her eyes, having turned to slits in her joy, shone

around after her chat,

keeping her on. Over the past four years, she had been faithfully updating

used, however, were old ones taken

the help of the archives. Now that you’re back, I don’t have to use the

that the clients who had commissioned

Rayne with contacting the clients on the waitlist, intent on completing the unfinished pieces. Soon, Rayne

wanted Christina to come to her house. She

agreed on the spot. After ascertaining the location,

city. It was rather

them warmly when they entered her house. “Are

Rayne had included a card with Ada’s name on it. As the

Mrs. Singer. What style would you like for your gown? May 1 get your

back in business. The ladies would be green with envy when I show up to a banquet in one

on a design as soon as possible.” Christina produced a tape measure and got to

Rayne received a call from home,

everything the latter wanted and helpfully described the style

had developed the ability to