“Where would I have the money to pay for this gown when it’s so expensive?” the sales assistant exclaimed in fear, a stunned look in her eyes.
“Regardless, you were the one who knocked over the cup of coffee,” Sally drawled with a shrug, washing her hands of the matter.
Christina’s crystalline eyes darkened a shade. Calmly taking out a black card, she held it out.
“Bill, please,” she stated coldly.
The two women gaped at her with incredulity brimming in their eyes.
As soon as Sally saw the black card, her expression changed drastically. If I’d known that she had a black card, I would’ve treated her with a better attitude just now and recommended her an even more expensive gown!
She promptly put on an ingratiating smile. “Miss, we can’t possibly have you pay when you weren’t the one who dirtied the gown.”
Radiating a chilly aura, Christina parted her lips a fraction. “I like this gown very much. And I don’t want to repeat myself.”
At her adamance, the two women had no choice but to keep their opinions to themselves.
After the sales assistant had helped to swipe her card through the machine, Christina asked her for a pair
of scissors.
Shortly after, a pair of sewing scissors was brought over.
Christina took it from her. With deft movements, she trimmed the maxi gown stained with coffee into at mini version in no time, baring her fair and slender legs.
Compared with earlier, she appeared more impish and exquisite then.
Returning the pair of scissors, she thanked the sales assistant, who wore an expression of amazement on her face, before spinning on her heel and walking out of the shop.
No sooner had Nathaniel alighted from the car than his gaze was riveted by the alluring figure in front of
him.
As his eyes traveled downward, a pair of snow-white legs entered his line of sight. Hmm, this gown is a bit too short.
“Let’s go.”
Murmuring in acknowledgment, Nathaniel swung open the car door and ushered her into the vehicle. Then, he drove away.
The cocktail reception was at a private clubhouse. The design of the entrance was exceedingly stylish, with two mighty phoenixes on each side. The words “Blue Night” were clearly indicated on the signboard.
As the couple stepped in, a server came forward. He briefly asked a few questions before leading them further in.
“Mr. Forrester is waiting for you inside.” The server opened the door.
Linking arms with Christina, Nathaniel strolled into the room.
In a flash, the initially boisterous private room went noticeably silent.
“It’s been a long time. Nat.”
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A tall figure strode over. The man emanated a strong sandalwood fragrance and was dressed in a high-end suit from a renowned brand with his hair slicked back.
His watch was a classic Rolex, and his mature way of dressing gave others the impression of him being older.
For once, a warm smile bloomed on Nathaniel’s stony face. “When did you come back?”
“I was dragged here the instant I touched down.” The corners of Julian Forrester’s mouth turned up, and they shared a hug.
After they had greeted each other, Julian noticed the beautiful lady beside Nathaniel. “Who is this?”
“This is my wife, Christina Steele,” Nathaniel introduced Christina briefly.
At once, Julian’s eyes lit up. After all, he knew quite a bit about Nathaniel’s matters. “I finally get to meet the mysterious woman who tamed you.”
Hearing that, Christina burst into giggles. He looks mature, but he’s humorous when he speaks!
Subsequently, the three of them sat down. Separated by Nathaniel, Julian poked his head out. “What would you like to drink, Christina?”
Christina swept her gaze around, only to see all kinds of prominent wines. “T’d like an orange juice, please.”
“I’ll get it for you right away!” Julian then ordered a server to get a glass of freshly-squeezed orange juice.
Many people came over to toast Nathaniel and talk about the recent stock market with him.
Under the dim lights, their casual conversation inevitably revolved around business.
While they spoke, their gazes were fixed on Nathaniel. At the same time, they took in Christina beside him.
“My hand slipped,” Nathaniel fibbed.
“Hah! You know very well whether that’s really the case.” Christina eyed him suspiciously, giving up on wiping the gown.
Nathaniel leaned closer to her, closing the distance between them. A thick tension hung in the air.
“I’ll buy you the maxi version.” A smirk played on his lips.
“That’s an admission, all right. You simply don’t like seeing me in a mini gown. You’re downright domineering and old-fashioned,” Christina huffed, glaring at him with wide eyes and hands on her hips.
She appeared incredibly adorable in her fury.
“Okay, I admit I deliberately dirtied it. As punishment, I’ll help to clean you up.”
Wrapping an arm around her waist, Nathaniel locked her in his embrace and tugged at the zip with his.
other hand.
As the zip lowered, the back of the gown parted into two, revealing an expanse of her snow-white skin.
The heat of his fingers seared her skin, setting fire to the blood within her like a flame..
“I don’t need you-”
Before Christina had finished speaking, a pair of domineering lips captured her mouth in an intense kiss.
It felt like she had tumbled into a steamy hot spring that gradually robbed her of her breath and
resistance.
When she opened her eyes again, glaring light stung them. Her mind cleared, and she dragged her limp body out of bed.
Within minutes, she finished washing up and changed before going downstairs.
Nathaniel was seated at the dining table, drinking coffee spiritedly. He looked just like an elegant prince in a pictorial.
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