Let Me Stay The Night novel Chapter 363

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.