That night, the designers saw a clip of the latest episode. With male stars and models joining the show, the view count soared.
The designers in the show also gained more followers, and Christina noticed the followers of her social media account exponentially growing.
If the clip is online, then Nathaniel must have seen it.
A wave of worry washed over Christina as she stared at her phone. She could already imagine the scowl on Nathaniel’s face once he saw the video.
After a moment of contemplation, she decided to be honest with him, so she made a video call to him.
The man picked up fairly quickly.
Christina noticed that he was still in his office, and the sky outside the room was dark. Stars dotted the sky, but nothing was as radiant as Nathaniel himself for Christina.
“Nathaniel, are you still working?”
Nathaniel’s heart skipped a beat when he heard her voice.
“Mhm. How are things on your side?” he asked.
Christina was confused by his calm demeanor, for he was usually upset if she interacted with Francis.
Could it be that he hasn’t seen the video?
With that thought in mind, confidence fled her. “Did you see the competition video? I’ll be partnering with Francis for the next round.”
“I saw. So, what do you want to tell me?” Nathaniel’s gaze darkened almost imperceptibly, but she could sense the murderous aura he exuded even through the screen.
Christina howled miserably in her mind. Why did it feel like he was asking her to write a reflective essay after she made a mistake?
She was at a loss as she stared at his stern face. It felt as if the two were fighting an invisible battle.
Christina’s heart was in her throat. She feared that he would demand her to go home if he became upset.
Hence, she had no choice but to attempt to salvage the situation. Lifting her chin, she buffed and said, “But this isn’t my fault. It’s yours!”
Nathaniel furrowed his brows and gazed at the puffy-cheeked woman on screen questioningly. In an irked tone, he said, “It’s my fault?”
Sebastian, who was right beside Nathaniel’s desk, discreetly wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
Is Mrs. Hadley trying to make Mr. Hadley mad? Can’t she have called him after I’m done with my report? At this rate, I’m going to suffer the brunt of Mr. Hadley’s wrath! If Mr. Hadley is furious, we, his employees, are going to be
miserable…
Feeling conscious of Nathaniel’s angry glare, Christina sniffled and bit her lower lip. “That’s because you’re
too outstanding, and the show can’t afford to invite someone as prominent as you. That’s why they hired all these random people. I’d say that they’re boring. To stay in the competition, I had to think about you all the time to get my inspiration. You have no idea how much I miss you…”
The roaring tidal waves in Nathaniel’s eyes calmed down and turned into gentle lapping waves as a smile grew on his face.
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Staring at her, he muttered, “Focus on your competition, then. I’ll come and visit you when I’m done with work.”
Meanwhile, Sebastian was thinking, God, this is the first time I’ve been blinded by PDA in my twenty-and-more years of living. Mrs. Hadley’s great at brainwashing others. Did she just say that the best actor right now is one of the random people? Amazing. Who could stand the bombardment of sweet nothings from her but Mr. Hadley? I have to say that I’m truly impressed. No wonder people say that she’s a sweet girl. No one can hold their ground after her attacks!
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