Let Me Stay The Night novel Chapter 273

Just as Frank left, Zele’s expression darkened. “Christina, what was that? Mr. Emerson only invited you because he saw your value. Learn to be grateful.”

The corner of Christina’s lips twitched. She could truly care less about the invitation.

The ugly man earlier clearly has ill intentions. Why would he be so nice to a woman he doesn’t even know? Clearly, he wants something in return! After all, there is no free lunch in this world

“Just think of me as ungrateful then,” Christina replied with a shrug, unfazed.

Upon hearing that, Zele hissed angrily. “Do you know how good are the sales of VIS magazines? Do you know how much fame you’ll get by being on an edition of VIS? This is an opportunity that many designers dream of but can’t get, and yet, you don’t want it?”

Those words made Christina ill at ease, and she said, “Why don’t you give Margaret this chance instead? It seems like she needs this opportunity more than me.”

Christina did not want to gain an opportunity via means like these.

Zele froze. Christina was barely known in the design industry despite working in it for such a long time. Moreover, she did not manage to capture the attention of a large crowd in the previous competition. Logically speaking, if she wanted more people to know about her, then she should be holding onto this golden opportunity

In the end, Zele scoffed and said, “Christina, you won’t be getting opportunities this good all the time. 1 hope you’ll think long and hard about this before giving me your final answer.

With that said, Zele walked off alone.

You… don’t actually need to wait for my answer. I can give it to you now, and it’s a no.

Ultimately, Christina shrugged and left the event.

A ray of orange spread across the morning sky. Christina stretched when she woke, but she was in no rush to get out of bed. Instead, she began using her phone.

The first thing she saw when she logged onto her fashion application was Margaret.

However, they were not talking about her work this time; they were gossiping about her.

As it turned out, a reporter had captured photographs of her at a lavish cocktail party for wealthy businessmen, cozying up to some influential heirs.

Christina proceeded to check a few more posts before exiting the application, finding the news boring. Noticing that it was still early, she got out of bed and went downstairs to her kitchen in her pajamas.

It was almost time for breakfast when Nathaniel came back from the company, and he headed straight for the room upstairs.

After taking a shower, he changed into his pajamas, only to realize belatedly that the bed was empty just as he was about to wake Christina.

She’s out this early?

Still, Nathaniel did not dwell on it. He changed into a suit before going downstairs.

Right then, the sound of footsteps traveled into his cars, and a slender figure came out with a plate of sausages. In the next moment, the woman turned back into the kitchen before re–emerging with a bowl of oatmeal.

Christina had dedicated her entire morning to working in the kitchen. Her silky hair was neatly tied in a low ponytail, with a few stray strands delicately grazing her neck. When the light illuminated her, her skin. appeared to radiate a gentle glow

The cartoon–themed pajamas she had on exuded a touch of coziness and familiarity.

Raising her head, her watery eyes met Nathaniel’s gaze, and she implored, “Come and join me for breakfast.”

She then passed him a bowl with her slender hand. “I made a fruit cocktail too. Give me a second.”

As Nathaniel stared at the piping hot breakfast on the table, he found his heart melting in bliss.

Soon, the two of them were having breakfast together. When Christina bit into the sausage, she beamed, satisfied with the sauce she added.

“Where were you last night?” Nathaniel asked.

The upsetting moment was worthwhile since I had the opportunity to witness Romina’s captivating show.