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?

pursed his lips and scrunched

reputation has been negatively affected because of the imitation clothing incident. But we can clarify the

not see the need to sell off the fruit of their many years of

other designer and asked the latter to leave as

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

door shut, Christina shifted her gaze toward Yosef. “Can you tell me the reason

in a dilemma too. I received a call from Sebastian this morning saying that he

like a bolt from the blue,

a word, a series of loud noises

heard, she saw Nathaniel’s punch had landed on Yosef’s lower jaw. Howling in pain, the latter staggered a few steps back and clumsily leaned on the desk to stop. himself

her senses and immediately went up to push Nathaniel

spat through

he would never use someone’s life to threaten

ignored him and turned to look at Yosef. “Are you all right? Let’s go to the

his eyes as

placed Yosef’s arm on her slender shoulders and supported him as they

two were almost leaning

anger deep inside Nathaniel earlier turned into

hitting him again, I won’t let you follow me anymore. I have tons of ways to run away from you.” Christina whipped her head around, her words laced with

thought it was wrong to hit people,

because of his tightened grip. The eyes behind his shades had turned bloodshot, and his aura was as terrifying

he made a move again, he would not be able to stay by Christina’s side

Nathaniel suppressed his burning fury and

nearer to the two, he reached out and

Christina shot him a fierce glare. Is this Mr. Bodyguard thinking of hitting

she saw Nathaniel placing Yosef’s arm around

equally shocked. Nathaniel was so close to him at that moment that his