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?

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

breath hitched when a

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

a hoarse voice. Sensing Emilia’s fear, she pressed on

her guard again. “How did you get in? Weren’t you

spread all over the Internet. Emilia was initially pleased to learn

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

concrete evidence linking her to the matter. Once she overcame this current obstacle, she was determined to seize an opportunity to

allowing Emilia to finally get a

face was as pale as a sheet, and her wrinkled skin was covered in wounds, some

shivers down Emilia’s spine, causing her skin to crawl with unease.

to escape

house. Carefully, she asked, “Anya, what brings you here? I’m

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

to order Emilia around

in fury. Did Anya seriously barge into my house just to

Emilia wanted nothing more than to kick Anya out. Alas, she wasn’t bold enough

Why don’t I order some food for you?”

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

I’ll whip up some pasta for you. Why don’t you take a

padded to the bathroom. She suddenly turned over her shoulder and warned Emilia with a sneer, “Don’t even think about playing any tricks. I’m at my wits end, so if you force me

be foolish enough to betray you. Hurry,

bedroom. After making sure Anya was in the bathroom, she sneaked out of the condominium and locked the door from outside. Pulling her phone out,