A Crazy Night (Nathaniel and Christina) novel Chapter 363

Chapter 363 Whistleblower

Nathaniel watched as her slender figure disappeared from his vision. Who is this person she has to meet?

Without spending much time pondering, he followed her.

The cafe on 87th Street served only members, so ordinary people couldn’t enter.

Upon arrival, Christina mentioned Francis name, and the waiter led her to a table by the window.

A soft glow illuminated the cafe’s interior space. The man dressed in cool-toned casual attire to obscure his exceptional presence. His gray-blue hair and chiseled, profound facial features gave him an aloof and mysterious vibe.

When Francis looked up, his sparkling dark eyes shimmered slightly. “Christina.”

Reunited after four years, he found her radiant and captivating as ever.

Christina sat down. A cold and distant expression filled her amber eyes as she held his gaze,

“Who leaked the information back then?” She cut to the chase.

Francis’ heart ached slightly as he stared at her. “Christina, can’t we just chat like old friends, as we used

To

“That’s not necessary. I just want to know who the whistleblower was,” Christina responded indifferently.

Her body emanated a faint floral fragrance, which smelled refreshing and pleasing, like the morning air.

His heart skipped a beat when he met her gaze. “Are you still mad at me for what happened back then?”

Scenes from the past flashed across Christina’s mind, prompting a prickling pain to creep into her chest. Nathaniel held her captive in the past, but Francis posting those photos on Twitter was no different from pushing her to the brink of desperation.

“Would being angry allow me to see my granny one last time? Will staying mad make up for anything?” Her tone was heartbreakingly calm.

No one knew how devastated she felt at that time. It was as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss where only darkness reigned.

It was only later that Francis learned about the death of Christina’s grandmother.

He was merely focused on provoking Nathaniel during that time and neglected Christina’s situation. He regretted it afterward and wanted to find a chance to make amends with her.

They were supposed to leave according to the plan, but halfway through, she vanished without a trace.

Time ticked by.

Meanwhile, outside the café, Nathaniel stood under a street lamp.

His eyes were fixated on the window.

The sunlight at noon was dazzling. He narrowed his pensive, dark gaze, standing rooted to his spot expressionlessly like a perfectly sculpted ice statue. It turns out the person Christina has to meet is Francis! So,

he’s the unimportant person she has to discuss an important matter with? What exactly is the matter? I’ve yet to settle the score with him for helping Christina escape from me!

Nathaniel clenched his jaw. If it weren’t for his current status, he’d have rushed in to teach Francis a lesson.

His eyes darkened as he quietly observed the situation inside.

At the same time, inside the shop, the waiter served a cup of cold brew coffee on the table. Christina took a sip before uttering. “If you don’t want to reveal who the whistleblower is, I think we have nothing more

to say.”

She placed down her cup of coffee and was about to leave.

“I know who that person is, of course.” Francis stopped her.

Taking in her fair, flawless countenance and overly impassive gaze, he felt a great distance between them.

Realizing Christina was there to meet with him because she wanted to help Nathaniel, Francis had to admit he was jealous of Nathaniel at that moment.

Instead of responding, she bored her eyes into his impeccable handsome face, waiting for him to finish his

sentence.

She had deliberately delayed her flight to acquire that information, so she hoped her effort wouldn’t be in vain.

He furrowed his brows and hesitated briefly before saying, “It was Madison.”

Christina’s pupils constricted. As I expected, it was her! “Why? Doesn’t she like Nathaniel a lot?” She speaks of how much she loves him, yet why did she mercilessly stab him in the back?

Francis sighed. “She wanted to cause trouble back then to keep Nathaniel from finding you, so she leaked the company’s confidential information.”

At that time, Nathaniel was indeed unable to divert his attention elsewhere because of that predicament, providing Christina the chance to escape.

Therefore, when he knew what Madison was planning to do, Francis chose to stand by and watch.

Christina had her suspicions, but she just needed confirmation.

When she got to her feet to leave, someone grasped her wrist.

Unlike Nathaniel’s warmth, Francis’ touch was cold. The latter was like a chilled child with no clothes to wear, causing his body to be always cool..

“Are you leaving already? We’ll meet again, won’t we?” Francis’ initially calm emotions were stirred, and his amber pupils constricted slightly.

He grabbed her slender wrist tightly as if fearing he would lose her if he relaxed his grip.

Christina cast him a sidelong glance. “We don’t need to meet again if there isn’t a necessity.”

She tried pulling her hand free, but he held her tighter.

Christina looked him in the eyes and sensed his dejection.

The exquisite countenance, which was usually filled with confidence and pride when featured on screens. now showed a never-before-seen vulnerability before her.

“Christina, why are you so biased?” Disappointment laced his hoarse voice.

Christina frowned, not understanding what he was talking about.

He questioned her resentfully, “Why can you forgive Nathaniel but not me?”