Let Me Stay The Night Novel (Christina and Nathaniel)

Chapter 693 Counterattack

Emilia cowered in a corner and urged, “What are you doing? Come on in!”

Startled by Emilia’s erratic behavior, the assistant hastily followed suit and entered the elevator. Emilia, now visibly more composed and sober, swiftly pressed the button for their intended floor.

Plucking up her courage, the assistant asked, “Emilia, what’s wrong?” Considering Emilia’s relatively short tenure in the entertainment industry, she shouldn’t have made too many enemies just yet.

Emilia glared at her. “What’s with the questions? That’s none of your business!”

With haste, Emilia hurried out of the elevator, closely followed by her piteous assistant who was scolded for nothing.

As Emilia used her fingerprint to unlock the door to her condominium, she caught a glimpse of her assistant, who was still following her persistently, which ignited a surge of anger within her.

“Did Melissa ask you to keep an eye on me? I may be drunk, but I’m not disabled! It’s not like I’d cause her trouble. If there’s nothing else, you can leave now. Stop appearing in front of me all the time. You’re becoming a nuisance,” Emilia snapped.

Emilia yanked the door open and stalked in, slamming the door shut after her.

The assistant rolled her eyes and left.

The house was enveloped in darkness, and Emilia’s head throbbed with pain. Leaning against the cabinet, she fumbled for the light switch.

Her hand came into contact with something warm on the wall.

This is strange. Since when did I install a heater behind the door?

the thing grasped her wrist in response. In an instant, a dark figure materialized and

a force grasped her

voice, she asked, “W-Who are you? How did you get

she pressed on tauntingly, “Oh, the

swiftly put on her

depicting Anya getting arrested by the police at the bank had been spread all over the Internet. Emilia was initially pleased

out of the picture, there would be no one to expose their

this current obstacle, she

switch on all the lights, allowing Emilia to finally get a good look at

were filthy and disheveled. The filth dripping off her clothes stained Emilia’s pristine carpet. Her face was as pale as a sheet,

sent shivers down Emilia’s spine, causing her skin

an accident to escape from the

that this wasn’t the time to ask how Anya barged into her house. Carefully, she asked, “Anya, what brings you here? I’m going through a rough patch myself, so

couch. She grabbed an apple from the coffee table and began devouring it.

to order Emilia around

Anya seriously barge into my house just to order me

Emilia wanted nothing more than to kick

home. Why don’t

you to cook for me,” Anya demanded angrily, afraid that someone else might discover her

so Emilia dared not offend her. “Okay, I’ll whip up some pasta for you. Why don’t you take a shower and change into

even think about playing any tricks. I’m at my wits end, so if you force me any further, I’ll make sure you end up in jail

won’t be foolish enough to betray you. Hurry, go

bathroom, she sneaked out of the condominium and locked the door from outside. Pulling her phone out,