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?

object, giving it a few firm squeezes. Unexpectedly, the thing grasped her wrist in response. In an instant, a dark figure materialized and forcefully pushed

when a force grasped her throat, constricting her

up as fear flashed across her eyes. In a trembling voice, she asked, “W-Who are you? How did you get

seem to be thriving lately, huh? I can barely recognize you,” Anya said in a hoarse voice. Sensing Emilia’s fear, she pressed on tauntingly, “Oh, the countless misdeeds you’ve

that the unwanted visitor was Anya, Emilia relaxed but swiftly put on her guard again. “How did you get in? Weren’t you arrested

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

luck. With Anya out of the picture, there would be no one to expose

she overcame this current obstacle, she was determined to seize an opportunity to

Emilia to finally get a good

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

causing her skin

accident to escape from

brings

I was apprehended by the police, but I managed to escape,” Anya stated nonchalantly, collapsing onto the couch. She grabbed an apple from the coffee table and began devouring it. “I haven’t eaten in hours. Cook something

to order

Emilia was seething in fury. Did Anya seriously barge into

nothing more than to kick Anya out. Alas, she

cook at home. Why don’t

cook for me,” Anya demanded angrily, afraid that someone else

not offend her. “Okay, I’ll whip up some pasta for

think about playing any

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

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