Chapter 276 A Visit From Frank
Needless to say, the camera was aimed straight at Christina’s desk.
With that. Francis called his assistant to pull up the car downstairs.
To his surprise, he had only just hung up the phone when he heard footsteps outside the office, followed by the door opening.
As it turned out, Rayne had received Christina’s call to sign for a fabric delivery back at the office and to put them away neatly.
After waiting around for a while, however, there was still no sign of the delivery man, and all she saw was Francis stepping out of the tailor room.
“Hey, Francis! Why are you still here?” Rayne exclaimed. I thought he had left early since I hadn’t seen him the entire day, but who knew I’d bump into him this late at night? To top it all off, he’s so dreamily handsome! Oh, dear…. I’d probably be too excited to sleep tonight!
Thanks for returning to open the door for me. I’ll be making a move first. Francis replied lazily before putting on his coat and striding out of the office.
Meanwhile, Christina gave Rayne a check–in call once she was back at Scenic Garden Manor.
Upon learning that Francis had left the studio, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
That night, the light of the stars illuminated the velvet black sky.
By the time Nathaniel stepped into the bedroom, Christina was already asleep in bed, all freshly showered. and dressed in cartoon–printed pajamas.
Like a kitten exhausted from playing too much, she lay sprawled across the bed, looking so rosy–cheeked and tender that the man wanted to nibble on her.
As Nathaniel undid his tie and swallowed the lump in his throat, he bent down and gently scooped the sleeping lady into his arms.
She instantly melted into his embrace, and Nathaniel couldn’t help but marvel at how soft and delicate she
SEM
Just then, Christina opened her eyes lazily, only to wrap her arms around the man’s neck and kiss him on
the chin.
Gazing at the woman’s alluring countenance, Nathaniel chuckled. “Liar. You weren’t asleep yet, huh?”
“How else would I get you to carry me?” Christina replied as she playfully fluttered her eyelashes.
In actuality, she had fallen asleep earlier but was woken up when she heard the footsteps at the door.
Nathaniel’s smile grew wider by the second. Well, well, well. When did this innocent bunny of mine become such
sly little for?
The next second, he gently flicked her nose and kissed her forehead.
Before long, the moonlight shone through the windows, casting shadows over the couple lying intertwined on the carpet.
Christina completed Linda’s dress in less than a week, and the final touch was to embroider the floral patterns onto it.
Thankfully, she was very patient with hand embroidery, so it was a task she did with confidence and ease.
Sometime later, a few delivery men dropped off several large flower bouquets, each with a congratulatory message on the grand opening.
Thinking that the flowers were from Christina’s friends, Rayne promptly placed them near the entrance.
As soon as the delivery men left, a portly figure strode into the office.
“Hello, sir!” Rayne greeted politely. “Are you here to order custom–made clothes?”
“That’s right. Get your designer here.”
Not wanting to risk offending a man who seemed like a big shot, Rayne quickly called for Christina.
Needless to say, the latter was surprised. After all, it hadn’t been long since the studio opened, so only a handful of people knew about it.
Christina walked out into the lobby and instantly met the man’s gaze.
“Mr. Emerson?”
Huh? What’s he doing here? How did he find out about my studio?
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