Let Me Stay The Night Novel (Christina and Nathaniel)

Chapter 628 Stir Up Trouble

Anya was clearly there to stir up trouble.

Sebastian walked away from Durkas’ secretary and toward Christina. He wanted to chase Anya away.

However, Christina waved her hand, signaling Sebastian to step aside. She was in control of the situation.

“Anya, the Gibson family has split, so you don’t need to concern yourself with my affairs. It would be better for you

to handle your own family troubles first,” Christina said coldly.

Sensing the tension in the air, Durkas glanced at Christina and said, “Since this is Ms. Steele’s family matter, I will

take my leave first. We can discuss the project issues in detail next time. Goodbye.”

Frustrated by her failed attempt to sow discord, Anya anxiously blocked Durkas’ path. “Christina is a despicable

woman. Aren’t you concerned about suffering substantial losses if you work with a vicious person like her? She

disregards her own family, let alone the lives of others.”

However, Durkas only believed in what he witnessed and heard. He admired Christina’s exceptional talents and self-

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In contrast, he disliked those who dared to question his judgment as it was tantamount to questioning his abilities.

“I don’t like others to meddle in my affairs. Get lost!” he bellowed.

Anya snapped back. “I’m only looking out for your interest. Since you refuse to listen, you’ll regret it later!”

Undeterred by her threats, Durkas bypassed Anya and walked away.

Christina looked at Anya mockingly.

Durkas was a client personally introduced by Nathaniel, and their bond was undeniably strong. Even disregarding

Nathaniel’s influence, Durkas could discern the truth.

At present, Durkas was inclined to choose Gibson Corporation, and he wasn’t inclined to turn his back on them

based solely on Anya’s biased words. Furthermore, his upbringing forbade him from behaving in such a rude

manner.

After sizing Anya up, Christina sneered, “It appears you’re leading quite a comfortable life. By the way, has your

mother’s gambling debt been settled? I’ve also heard rumors of your father’s involvement with the police, and your

brother seems to be facing some difficulties as well. Does the Stone family only acknowledge you and not them?”

Anya, reluctant to delve into the subject, displayed clear signs of embarrassment. Christina possessed a sharp

acumen for inflicting emotional anguish.

“This is my family matter. What does it have to do with you?” Anya glared at her.

“Ah, so now you understand this principle. Then why do you feel the need to meddle in my affairs?” Christina leaned

in toward Anya and gave her a contemptuous look. Next, she turned her attention to an elderly man approaching

them. “Your sugar daddy is waiting for you.”

Anya abruptly turned her head to look, a flicker of panic crossing her eyes.

“Anya, your taste and judgment are truly deteriorating. Well, I suppose your circumstances limit your choices.

Although that person is rather old, he can at least fulfill your needs, right?”

With that, Christina walked away, leaving Anna fuming in place.

“Christina Steele, go to hell!” Anya shed her delicate and dependent facade. Her fierce and resonant voice seized

the attention of onlookers in the vicinity.

“Anya, what are you doing?” The elderly man was taken aback to see the woman losing her composure. It

appeared that Anya’s usual docile behavior was nothing but a pretense.

When Anya heard his voice, she immediately clung to the man’s arm and acted vulnerable. Tears streamed down

her face as she pleaded, “Mr. Yackley, that woman humiliated me! I was so angry that I just yelled at her. I’m sorry

for embarrassing you.”

Her pitiful appearance tugged at Warren’s heartstrings. She was obedient, well-behaved, and considerate. Anya

belonged to him, and if anyone dared to mistreat her, it would be a direct assault on his pride.

“Don’t cry. I’ll seek justice for you. No one can mistreat you.”

Even though Anya was secretly delighted, she put on a worried expression. “Perhaps it’s best to let it go. That

woman has quite a formidable background, and I don’t wish to burden you. It’s merely some harsh words, and I’ll

get over it in a couple of days.”

However, Warren assumed a commanding posture and boasted, “No one in Hallsbay dares to defy me. I don’t care

if she has strong backing. I’ve made it clear that as long as you’re my woman, I won’t allow anyone to mistreat

you.”

He firmly wrapped his arm around Anya’s waist, his hands restlessly exploring her body. Even though she felt

queasy, she still forced a submissive smile.

“Thank you, Mr. Yackley. I truly appreciate it”

Having displayed his dominance, he proceeded to whisper provocative remarks into her ear, causing her to blush

shyly.

“Let’s return to our room first. It’s not convenient here.”

Christina had been residing in a hotel during her time in Hallsbay.

During their journey back to the hotel, she sincerely apologized to Durkas, who graciously accepted her apology.

Fortunately, he mentioned that he had an upcoming business trip to Jadeborough next month and suggested they

meet there.

Christina set her phone down and turned to look at the bustling scene outside the car window. Suddenly, an idea

struck her.

“Mr. Taggart, can you check where Anya has been recently?” Her lips curved into a slight smile as she continued,

“Macy is in a difficult position. I believe she still misses her daughter. Why don’t I be compassionate and arrange for

them to meet? Considering Anya is now living a good life, she might be able to help solve her mother’s problems.”

Macy Specker was Anya’s mother’s true name.

“When do you think would be the most suitable time to arrange a meeting for them?” Sebastian asked.

Christina gently touched her abdomen and chuckled. “The sooner, the better. Ideally, right now.”

Sebastian nodded in acknowledgment. “I’ll make the arrangements.”

Within half an hour, Macy received a message that Anya was at Wilton Hotel. To avoid creditors’ pursuit, she had

taken precautions and discreetly made her way to the floor where Anya was located.

Macy’s gaze darted between her phone and the door number to confirm that she had found the right room. She

pressed the doorbell hesitantly and waited anxiously for a response.

She waited for a long time, but there was no response from inside.

Was I lied to?

Just as she was about to give up and leave, the door finally swung open.

There stood Anya, wrapped in a bath towel, their eyes meeting in an instant. Traces of intimacy marked her

pristine, slender neck.

“Anya, you…” Macy’s words were abruptly cut off by a deep husky voice from inside.

“Anya, who’s there?”

Both women froze instantly. Anya hastily attempted to shut the door, but Macy, who was fueled by anger, forcefully

pushed her way in, leaving the door wide open.

Anya didn’t expect her mother to possess such strength. In a momentary lapse, she allowed Macy to storm into the

room.

Macy’s eyes widened in shock as she saw an old man seated on the sofa. The disarray within the room only served

to confirm her suspicions.

“How dare you, Anya Gibson!”