Let Me Stay The Night novel Chapter 323

Christina picked up the offer letter and scanned it. “Are you offering me a job as the owner of Christina’s Studios?”

You’ll be getting a higher salary than what your studio is currently paying you. You have no reason to turn it down.”

Nathaniel knew her very well. She would become restless if she were away from her work for longer than two days.

Since she wants to work, why not let her work under my nose? That way, I can keep an eye on her too.

“Christina’s Studios is mine. Since when did it become yours?” Christina scowled, feeling as though the fruits of her labor had been stolen from her.

“Well, it’s mine now. If you refuse, I’ll just hire another designer. Don’t say I didn’t warn you if they make a mess of it.” Though Nathaniel employed a tone of lazy nonchalance, his gaze remained fixedly on her face.

Christina’s expression turned sour. He’s forcing me into a corner to present me with a choice he has plotted for a long time as the only option.

Nathaniel knew how misleading her meek demeanor was; she was more stubborn than anybody he knew when it came to principles. Even the prospect of money would not tempt her otherwise.

In that case, why not have a written contract bind her by my side?

Christina did not speak. The atmosphere around there turned tense.

Nathaniel walked over and placed a fountain pen in her hand. “You are going to need a job. It’s the same wherever you work, so you might as well work for me. You get decent benefits, and the boss doesn’t ask for much.”

Before Christina realized what was happening, he was already holding her hand and signing her name with the patience of an adult teaching a child to write.

Moments later, Christina’s signature appeared, fully formed and irrevocable, on the agreement.

“From today on, you are my employee. You can start work immediately.”

Nathaniel brought Christina to Hadley Corporation. Her office was on the twenty-first floor.

“Since when did my studio move here?” Glancing about, Christina had the distinct feeling of somebody pulling one over on her.

Nathaniel opened the door and led her in. “Given Hadley Corporation’s recent acquisition of Christina’s Studios, I don’t see a reason for your office not being in this building

The layout of the twenty-first floor had been recreated to her specifications at the prior location.

When she entered, the sight of the familiar decor and the unused fabrics in the tailor room sent her into a nostalgic reverie.

“Christina!” a familiar voice sounded. It was Rayne.

Having not seen one another for four years, the pair embraced like old friends while exchanging comments on the changes they had gone through.

Nathaniel stood quietly by. He noticed the smile finally breaking over Christina’s face.

This is the first time she has smiled so genuinely since her return.

The faint morning rays illuminated her face. Her eyes, having turned to slits in her joy, shone wonderfully. Her smile struck him like a bullet through his heart, from which a dull throbbing began.

When Christina turned around after her chat, she realized Nathaniel had left.

Rayne told Christina that Nathaniel had been footing the bill for the studio and keeping her on. Over the past four years, she had been faithfully updating the social media accounts of Christina’s Studios.

The photographs they used, however, were old ones taken long ago.

“Good thing I took many pictures. Also, I have been maintaining and our online presence with the help of the archives. Now that you’re back, I don’t have to use the old pictures anymore.”

Christina sat down. What surprised her the most was that the clients who had commissioned pieces four years ago did not cancel their orders.