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 was evident.

affected because of the imitation clothing incident. But we can clarify the truth, release a statement,

to sell off the fruit of their many years of

other designer and asked the latter to leave as he had something to say

patted her shoulder and spoke in less fluent Chanacan, “Try

her gaze toward Yosef. “Can

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

a bolt from the blue, leaving her

uttered a word, a series of loud noises rang out in front

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

Bodyguard!” Christina regained her senses and immediately went up

Nathaniel spat through

he would never use someone’s life to threaten Yosef. It was clear that Yosef was

you all

his eyes as he glowered at the blonde man before him. Why does this man feel more and more like

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

were almost leaning on

Nathaniel earlier turned

him again, I won’t let you follow me anymore. I have tons of ways to run away from

to hit people, regardless of the

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

he would not be able to stay by Christina’s side till she returned to the

their retreating backs, Nathaniel suppressed his burning fury

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

fierce glare. Is

Nathaniel placing Yosef’s arm around his shoulders and helping him

was so close to him at that moment that his formidable aura was made