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?

firm squeezes. Unexpectedly, the thing grasped her

a loud thud, Emilia’s breath hitched when a force grasped her throat, constricting her

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

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

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

at the bank had been spread all over the Internet. Emilia was initially pleased to learn that the police car escorting Anya

Anya’s supposed death was a stroke of luck. With Anya out of the picture, there would be no one

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

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

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

shivers down Emilia’s spine, causing her skin

Anya create an accident to escape from the

decided 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 I’m not sure how much assistance I can offer

nonchalantly, collapsing onto the couch. She grabbed an apple from the coffee table and began devouring it. “I haven’t eaten in hours.

began to order Emilia around

fury. Did Anya seriously barge

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

at home. Why don’t I order

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

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

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

she forced out a smile. “We’re in this together, so I won’t be foolish enough to betray you. Hurry, go take a shower. I’ll bring you some

in the bathroom, she sneaked out of the condominium and locked the door from