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?

way he pursed his lips and scrunched his brows, it was evident.

the two and remarked, “I know our studio’s reputation has been negatively affected because of the imitation clothing incident. But we can clarify the truth, release a statement, or move the hearts of our customers

the need to sell off the fruit of

asked the latter to leave as

he lightly patted her shoulder and spoke in less fluent Chanacan,

toward Yosef. “Can you tell

morning saying

bolt from the blue, leaving her

word, a series of

Yosef’s lower jaw. Howling in pain,

doing, Mr. Bodyguard!” Christina regained her senses and immediately went up to push

spat through

instructed Sebastian to work on the acquisition, but he would never use someone’s life to threaten Yosef.

look at Yosef. “Are you all right? Let’s go to the hospital and have a

was apparent in his eyes as he

shoulders and

two were almost

inside Nathaniel earlier turned into jealousy at

tons of ways to run away from you.” Christina whipped her head around, her

thought it was wrong to hit people, regardless of the

clenched his fists tight discreetly. His chiseled knuckles were giving off cracking sounds because of his tightened

that if he made a move again, he would not be able to stay by Christina’s side till she returned to the

Nathaniel suppressed his burning fury and trailed

when he got nearer to the two, he reached out and pulled Christina and

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

surprise, she saw Nathaniel placing Yosef’s arm around his shoulders and

to him at that moment that his formidable aura was made more