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?

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

negatively affected because of the imitation clothing incident. But we can

the fruit of their many years of hard labor just

asked the latter to leave as

left, he lightly patted her shoulder and

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 wants to buy the studio. I objected, but he used my

Christina like a bolt from the blue, leaving her utterly

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

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

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

spat

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

look at Yosef. “Are you all right? Let’s

metallic 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

shoulders and supported him as they walked toward

almost leaning

Nathaniel earlier turned into jealousy at

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

to hit people, regardless of the

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

overwhelmed him. Yet, he knew well that if he made a move again, he would not be able to stay by Christina’s side till

backs, Nathaniel suppressed his burning fury and trailed behind

the two, he reached out and pulled Christina and

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

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

close to him at that moment that his formidable aura