Let Me Stay The Night Novel - Season 2 Episode 70

Christina had no choice but to walk over to the photographer.

“I’m sorry, but I think we’ll need to change photographers. We’ll still pay you for your time.”

The man was tall and skinny, and he had a black baseball cap that covered most of his features.

Even when he saw Christina walking over to him, he did not lift his head–he just continued packing up his things.

It was as if he was determined to leave, even if Christina did not say a word to him.

“Okay. I got it,” was all he answered her.

Christina was in no rush to leave after telling him that.

She watched the man clean the lens of his camera before taking apart his camera and carefully keeping it in his bag as if it was his most precious item.

Only after that did he realize that Christina was still standing in front of him.

He then lifted his head to look at the young woman with his dark eyes.

Christina finally realized that she was being rude with the staring. “To be honest, I think your photos look nice. I hope we’ll have a chance to work together again next time.”

A faint light flashed past the man’s gloomy eyes, but he did not reply to her as if he had heard nothing from her.

Once his assistant was done packing everything up, he passed Christina a card before he left. “Contact me if you want my services, but they won’t be cheap.”

Christina took the name card and read the name on it: Photographer. Blaze.

This man is called Blaze? He has such an icy attitude, though. He should have been named Frost instead.

After a while of rest, the new photographer arrived, and the shooting continued.

This time, Ella was cooperative with the shooting. By the time the shooting was wrapped up, it was already midnight.

When Christina walked out of Radiant Corporation’s entrance, she spotted a black Maybach parked at the side with a familiar plate number. Immediately, she ran over.

As she opened the door and got in, she asked, “How did you know that I was still at work?”

Nathaniel put down the tablet he was holding and gave her a loving look. “How can I possibly not know?”

He seemed confident and proud, as if it was natural for him to possess that knowledge.

Amused, Christina chuckled and burrowed her head into his arms. “Aw! I’m super tired today. Please massage my shoulders for me.”

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She had been standing and sitting the entire day; she was sure she was about to stiffen into a statue.

Meanwhile, Sebastian, who was in the front passenger seat, was startled as if he had heard something

obscene.

Mrs. Hadley’s harebrained! I can’t believe she’s asking Mr. Hadley to give her a massage. He’s the one being served most of the time, so she’ll have to keep dreaming!

Right as those thoughts appeared in his head, he heard Nathaniel lazily saying, “Which part of you is sore? Is this good enough?”

Christina was sprawled on Nathaniel’s thigh as she cooed, “Yes, yes, that’s the spot. It hurts so much. You’re too gentle. Use a little more strength. A little more to the right. Yes, that’s right.”

Nathaniel massaged her back and shoulders as he listened to her instructions. It was as if he was playing with a tiny pet of his.

Sebastian was speechless. He never thought that he would see his employer giving someone else a

massage.

All he could think about was how sweet the couple seemed.

Nathaniel’s massage felt too comfortable for Christina. By the time they reached Scenic Garden Manor, she was already asleep, still sprawled on him.

Nathaniel could not bring himself to wake her, so he carried her inside.

The guard outside discreetly took a photo of them and sent it to Madison.

Pleasant music was playing in the upscale bar.

Madison was by the bar, pouring herself a glass of whiskey.

Nights like these were often sleepless times for her. She would need to tempt sleep to come to her with strong alcohol and drink coffee the next day to keep herself awake.

As she looked at the photo on her phone, a dark look flashed past her eyes.

The photo of Nathaniel carrying Christina made jealousy stab her heart.

Why is Christina the lucky woman instead of me? This world is so unfair! I’m the one who has been by Nathaniel’s side all along!

With those thoughts in mind, she downed a few more mouthfuls of wine. Yet, the alcohol could not wash away her frustrations. As a matter of fact, she grew more and more irritated.

Just then, a woman walked over to the bar. She was dressed fashionably, and when she glanced at Madison’s phone, she noticed the photo on the screen.

“Do you know Christina Steele?”

The one who was speaking was Emilia, who still held a grudge against Christina for sabotaging her engagement.

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The man had only covered up the matter because he was afraid that the news of him getting cuckolded would spread. That was why no one dared to speak of the matter in the industry.

At the moment, she was stuck near the bottom, and her opportunities were only worsening.

To get minor endorsements, she even had to entertain businessmen. She blamed all the suffering she experienced on Christina.

“That has nothing to do with you, no?” Madison warily kept her phone and studied the other woman.

Emilia curled her lips and moved closer to her. “Have you never heard of how an enemy of my enemy is my friend?”

A look of surprise danced across Christina’s eyes. “You don’t like Christina too?”

“Who can possibly like that darn woman?” Emilia hissed.

When the two of them locked eyes, they realized they shared the same hatred for Christina.

Madison finally let down her guard and icily said, “If that’s the case, why don’t we work together to get rid of her?”

What Emilia lacked was someone to back her up, so she answered, “Deal.”

Early in the morning, Christina rushed to the mall with her coworkers to decorate the new store.

All of the decorations were in pastel pink, creating a lively and vibrant theme suited for girls.

Christina did not take any breaks as she worked from morning until the evening.

Sometimes, the concept of time would elude her whenever she was busy.

Once they were done decorating, they began putting up the clothes, but she left those minor chores to her coworkers.

When she sat down, Gina passed her a bottle of water. “It must have been tiring for you the past few days. You’ll get to rest when the new store opens, but we’ll soon have to make preparations for the events.”

“I’m fine. I can handle them.” Christina felt that the best thing she had gained from working at Radiant Corporation was learning how to handle matters.

With Gina, she got to learn many things that she could not from an educational institute.

While Christina was taking a break, her coworkers unpacked all of the clothes and hung them up. By then, it was midnight.

As the mall was closing, the security guard came over to urge them to leave.

Christina picked up one of the flattened cardboard boxes and said, “You should leave through the front entrance. The back entrance is more convenient for me, so I might as well throw these away on the way out.”

Christina saw herself as equal to her coworkers–she never felt that she was superior to them just because she was a designer.

Therefore, she did not dwell on who had a bigger workload.

“Thank you, Ms. Steele. We won’t need to make the extra trip then,” her coworkers answered.

They then went their separate ways. After putting the flattened boxes into the trash can, Christina went to the main road to hail a cab.

It was a starry night.

All of a sudden, a black MPV sped over, and before Christina could react to it, a few people leaped out of the car and towed her inside.