Chapter 243


    Chapter 243 Give Me A Call


    Francis watched Christina focus on her work at the sewing machine. Guess I’ll leave her be. “I’ve been


    filming in Hallsbay recently. If you need anything, call me.”


    In response, Christina gestured an “OK” sign at him. “You should return quickly.” I doubt I’ll need


    anything from him, considering I’m so busy at the sewing machine every day that I don’t even have


    time to drink water.


    Before Francis left, he couldn’t help but caress her head. She’s like a docile kitten who’ll asionally


    bite someone when cornered. I really want to bring her to a ce where no one can disturb us, so


    there’s no need to think about revenge. Won’t it be nice if we’re the only people on the?


    Irritated, Christina pped his hand. “Stop disturbing me and leave.”


    No one could focus on their work if such a handsome man stood beside their desk.


    After Francis exited the room, someone behind him shouted, “I’ve been your fan for a long time.


    Francis. Can I get your autograph?”


    Upon turning around, he saw Nancy holding a pen and paper. She had been waiting for him since after


    dinner.


    As a public figure and a superstar, he was used to having fans asking him for autographs.


    If he weren’t in a hurry, he would stop to give an autograph or take a picture with his fans.


    “All right.” He grabbed the pen she handed him and signed his name beautifully on the paper.


    Staring at the autograph, Nancy was so ted that she beamed.


    It was her first time doing that, which was why she was indescribably excited.


    Just as Francis was preparing to leave, she called out to him again. Upon gathering her courage, she


    proposed, “I know you’re interested in joining Mr. Valentine’stest movie, Francis. He’s actually my


    unclé. If you’re willing to be my model. I’ll immediately help you obtain the role of the male lead in


    that movie. What do you think?”


    Her family was a prominent entity in the entertainment industry. Thus, she could handily make


    someone the male lead in a movie.


    This is a great deal, no matter how one sees it. He only needs to be my male model for a while to be


    hired as a movie’s male lead and get paid eighty million. I doubt he’ll reject my offer. As she thought,


    she was excited by the thought of spending time with him.


    In response, Francis faced her again. With a frigid countenance, he studied her and spat, “Do you think


    I’ll be a male model for any woman? What kind of a joke is that?”


    Nancy’s expression shifted. I’ve never seen him looking this terrifying before.


    “Mr. Valentine called me a few times about the movie already. I reluctantly agreed to ept the role,


    but now I’m regretting my decision now.” A dark look settled in Francis’ eyes as he gazed coldly at the


    panicking Nancy. “Let me warn you. Don’t even try to hurt Christina. I won’t let you off the hook if you


    do.


    With that, he left.


    His frigid expression reyed in her mind as her body trembled. What is his rtionship with Christina?


    Why is he biased toward her?


    After dinner, nearly all designers returned to the tailor room to continue their work. None of them


    wanted to lose such a significantpetition.


    Everyone worked until early in the morning. All that was left in the quiet room was the sound of sewing


    machines in operation.


    Eventually, some couldn’t stand the exhaustion anymore and returned to their room to rest.


    As for Christina, it wasn’t until almost dawn that she stopped working.


    When she left the room, she took her clothing with her. After all, one of the many people inside might


    intentionally destroy her work.


    Upon returning to her room, she typed a very long message to Nathaniel.


    After sending it, she was so tired that she fell asleep before waiting for a reply.


    She had no idea how long she had slumbered.


    Meanwhile, Nathaniel was busy taking care ofpany matters in his office. There was a pile of


    documents sitting at the side.


    He was going to leave for a while, but so many matters required his attention that he couldn’t.


    It took a while before he even had time to check out the message he had received on his phone.


    Christina’s message read: I was busy the whole night, though I wasn’t very efficient because I spent


    half of my mental energy missing you. Rest early. Love you.


    The edges of Nathaniel’s lips curved upward as his eyes glinted.


    When Sebastian saw the expression on Nathaniel’s countenance, he knew thetter was reading a


    message from Christina. It’s obvious why he’s been working day and night over the past few days.


    As the director continuously updated thepetition’s status on the inte, more and more people


    paid. attention to the event.


    The clip of Nancy and Margaret intentionally pushing Christina to the ground during the three-legged


    race attracted lots of attention online.


    Clearly, unfair behavior, such as intentionally shoving someone in order to win, was seen as


    uneptable by many.


    The more people talked about it, the more popr the show became.


    In less than a week, the television station was raking in the dough.


    Nevertheless, the contestants ignored matters like those.


    Soon, two days passed in a blink of an eye.


    On the day of thepetition, the production team rented arge venue for the contestants’ models to


    show off their designs.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Meanwhile, the backstage was so chaotic that it was as if a war was happening.


    Christina called Francis multiple times, but he didn’t pick up his phone. If he screws up at this critical


    moment, who’ll wear the shirt I designed? I don’t know anyone in Hallsbay, and it’s toote for me to


    find another model. If only I knew another way of contacting Francis aside from calling his number. If he


    doesn’te, won’t that mean I’ll drop out of thepetition? No, I won’t allow it. I’m okay with getting


    disqualified, but I refuse to admit defeat without even stepping onto the battlefield.


    With no other choice, Christina was forced to make a decision she didn’t want to. “There’s no time left.


    Rayne, I need you to find a male model at least one hundred and eight centimeters tall.


    “Okay. I’ll do that right away.” Rayne immediately left toplete her task upon receiving Christina’s


    call.


    Christina could do nothing but watch the other designers help their male models put on makeup and


    change into the clothing they designed.


    It made her stick out like a sore thumb.


    To make things fair, the director asked the contestants to draw lots to determine the order of their


    appearance on stage.


    Christina hoped she would get one of thest few spots, even if it only granted her a few more minutes.


    Unfortunately,dy luck was not with her. She took the fourth spot.


    Despair flooded her heart.


    After drawing the lots, the crowd dispersed to prepare for thepetition.


    It was then a figure arrived in front of her. “I gotst ce. How about I switch mine with yours?”


    Upon raising her head, Christina saw Benjamin holding a piece of paper with thest number written on


    it. That was the best he could do to help her.


    “Thank you, Benjamin.” She epted his aid graciously.