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?

grim look clouded Yosef’s face. From the way he pursed his lips and scrunched his brows, it was evident. he was worried over

and remarked, “I know our studio’s reputation has been negatively affected because of the imitation clothing incident. But we

did not see the need to sell off the fruit of their many years of hard labor just because of a minor

turned to the other designer and asked the latter to leave as he

shoulder and spoke

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

brows furrowed together. “Christina, I’m in a dilemma too. I received a call from Sebastian this morning saying that

a bolt from the blue, leaving

word, a series of loud noises rang out in front

in pain, the latter staggered

are you doing, Mr. Bodyguard!” Christina regained her senses and

Nathaniel spat through gritted

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

“Are you all right? Let’s go to

scent 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. Why does

on her slender shoulders and supported him as they walked toward the

were almost

earlier turned

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

thought it was wrong to hit people, regardless

chiseled knuckles were giving off cracking sounds because of his tightened grip. The eyes behind

he made a move again, he would not be able to stay by

backs, Nathaniel suppressed his burning fury

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

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

placing Yosef’s arm

at that