Let Me Stay The Night

The studio was on the fifteenth floor of an office building in the city center.

An enthusiastic Granatanolan lady was at the reception counter when Christina walked in. As soon as the former lifted her gaze, she recognized the latter.

The woman politely welcomed Christina and greeted her in fluent Granatanolan, “Where did you go, Christina? I thought you wouldn’t come back again.”

Everyone at the studio knew Christina was back in her home country to hold a fashion show. However, she did not return to the studio even after several months had passed, and neither did anyone manage to reach her. Naturally, everyone thought she had found a new job.

Christina smiled. “How can that be? This studio is partially my blood, sweat, and tears too.”

Having stayed abroad for many years, she had placed almost her entire fashion career in that studio. She was not someone who would give up easily.

“Where’s Yosef?” she asked.

“Mr. Gunther is inside. You can head in.”

– Christina walked into the studio with Nathaniel. The furnishing and decorations inside radiated artistic vibes, and she even spotted her own artwork.

Meanwhile, Yosef was in the middle of a meeting with a famous designer in the conference room.

However, the atmosphere was not too great.

As Christina knocked on the door and entered, she met with the grumpy gazes of the two who had just argued.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

The famous designer loosened his floral necktie. “Ask Yosef yourself. He says he wants to sell the studio.”

“What? You want to sell the studio?” Christina’s face fell almost instantaneously.

When they first started the studio, they promised each other they would become the most renowned brand in the fashion industry. We’ve put so much effort and energy into it. How can we possibly bear to sell it just like this?

From the way he pursed his lips and scrunched his brows, it

reputation has been negatively affected because of the imitation clothing incident. But we can clarify the truth, release a statement, or move

sell off the fruit of their many years of hard labor just because of a

the other designer and asked the latter to

left, he lightly patted her shoulder and spoke in less fluent Chanacan, “Try to convince

shut, Christina shifted her gaze toward Yosef. “Can

this morning saying that he wants to buy the studio. I objected, but he used my parents’ safety to threaten

Christina like a bolt from the blue, leaving her utterly

word, a series of loud noises

on Yosef’s lower jaw. Howling in pain, the latter staggered a

her senses and immediately went up

spat through gritted

to work on the acquisition, but he would

Yosef. “Are you all right? Let’s

of blood spread in Yosef’s mouth, and streaks of blood occasionally seeped from the corner of his mouth. Wrath was apparent in his eyes as he glowered at the blonde man before him.

shoulders and supported him as they walked toward the

almost leaning on each

earlier turned into

you follow me anymore. I have tons of ways to run away

was wrong to hit people, regardless of

off cracking sounds because of his tightened grip. The

he made a move again, he would

their retreating backs, Nathaniel suppressed his burning fury and trailed

his footsteps, and when he got nearer to the two, he

been pushed aside, Christina shot him a fierce glare. Is this

placing Yosef’s arm around

at that moment that his formidable aura was made