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?

Yosef’s face. From the way he pursed his lips and scrunched his

negatively affected because of the imitation clothing incident. But we can clarify the truth, release a statement, or move the hearts of our customers with higher quality

sell off the fruit of

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

patted her shoulder and spoke in less

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

call from Sebastian this morning saying that he wants to buy the studio. I objected,

struck Christina like a bolt from the blue, leaving her utterly

a series of loud

Yosef’s lower jaw. Howling in pain, the latter

Bodyguard!” Christina regained her senses and immediately went up

slander!” Nathaniel spat through gritted

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

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

mouth. Wrath was apparent in his eyes as he glowered at the blonde man before him. Why does this

on her slender shoulders and supported him as they walked toward

two were almost leaning

Nathaniel earlier turned into jealousy at this point.

have tons of ways to run

was wrong to hit

off cracking sounds because of his tightened grip. The eyes behind his shades

he knew well that if he made a move again, he would not be

their retreating backs, Nathaniel suppressed his burning fury and

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

fierce glare. Is this Mr. Bodyguard thinking of hitting Yosef

Yosef’s arm around his shoulders and

close to him at that moment that his