Chapter 225 A Unique Belt
Christina blinked in confusion. “Do you lack anything?”
Almost everything Nathaniel wore was prepared by professional tailors. Every season, his dressing room would be replenished with the latest items timely.
Christina did consider giving Nathaniel something before, but he already possessed everything she could
afford.
With a smirk, Nathaniel stated, “I do. I want a new belt.”
“All right, then,” Christina readily agreed.
It’s just a belt, anyway. I can afford it.
The two came out of the law firm and headed straight to a mall.
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In one of the boutiques among the row of luxury brand shops, Nathaniel picked up a newly arrived belt and studied it before announcing. “I want this.”
One glance at the price tag stunned Christina. “A hundred thousand? Is this belt plated with gold? How could it be so expensive?”
Being a designer herself, she knew that the cost of a belt, no matter how well–made, would not exceed a few hundred.
Nevertheless, it wasn’t strange for the belt to be priced as such, considering how it was displayed among other luxury items with similar prices.
Christina grinned sheepishly and pointed out, “You have hundreds of belts in your wardrobe. You don’t need another one, do you?”
“Those are different. I want one from you.”
Nathaniel obviously knew that his wardrobe was overbrimming with belts, but he wanted a belt gifted by Christina. In a way, he was asking for her attention.
It seemed that Nathaniel had no plans of leaving the store until he got what he wanted. At that moment, he was like a child who wanted a new toy.
Christina had no choice but to hand the belt to the salesperson. “Please wrap this up for me.”
After she settled the bill, her wallet, which was already depleted in the first place, became practically
empty.
As Christina gave the gift box to Nathaniel, he grabbed her hand and pulled her closer.
“Put it on for me.”
His warm breath hit her nose and fanned across her face, bringing a blush to her cheeks. Christina had no idea where he got the courage to request something like that when they were in public.
She lowered her head and protested softly, “No. There are people everywhere.”
Because of Nathaniel’s identity, he would constantly catch the public’s attention. Things would be
troublesome if someone snapped a photo of them and brought it to the news,
“Let’s go. I need to buy something from the flower market.”
Without further ado, Christina pulled Nathaniel out of the boutique, got into the car with him, and asked the driver to drive away.
At around dusk, they reached Christina’s new villa with the things she had bought.
Christina had specially ordered a customized sign with the words Sharbrook Manor carved on it.
The name was after her mother, Sharon. This was a fulfillment of Christina’s promise to herself of giving her mother a home.
As Christina stared at the sign on the gate, she felt a strong sense of belonging.
“You were with me the entire day. Are you sure you don’t need to head back?” Christina asked while they walked into the courtyard.
She was going to decorate the place, so it would be late by the time she was done.
“No. Let me help you.”
Nathaniel got into action instantly, removing his suit jacket and pa*sing it to Sebastian.
In contrast to Nathaniel, Sebastian felt like a cat on a hot tin roof.
Does he have any idea how many piles of documents are stacked on his table? Not only that, all his scheduled meetings today are postponed!
At the office, Madison finally lost it after waiting all day and gave Sebastian a call to inquire about what was going on.
Sebastian gave her a brief update and let her know that it was likely Nathaniel wouldn’t return to work that night.
After hanging up, Madison couldn’t help but curse, “Christina is such a troublemaker! How could she make Mr. Hadley put his work on hold and plant with her instead? All she does is hinder his progress in business! She has to leave his side.”
As night fell completely, the stars rose and shone on two busy figures.
Nathaniel took out nails from the bag and fixed them on the wall before hanging the creeper plants on them.
With his height, the work was a piece of cake for him.
Christina helped him from the side by securing the lights around the edges. It took them quite a while to finish decorating.
When everything was done, they stood side by side and admired the wall with sparkling lights.
-A.breeze blew by, blurring the shadows of the gra*s. At that moment, even the air tasted sweet.
Recently, Coco gained attention and became viral for a movie she starred in. Along with her popularity, her net worth skyrocketed.
With the movie receiving nearly twenty nominations, netizens predicted that she might bag the next best
actress award.
On this day, Coco gave Christina a call expectantly. “Sweetie, you have to style me for the film festival this time! I want a custom–made gown. You’ll be rewarded handsomely!”
Coco had actually tried to commission Christina a few times before, but the latter had to turn Coco down because she was loaded with work at Radiant Corporation.
“Sure. I’ll be there on time.”
As they were basically best friends, Christina was glad to take on this job.
Seconds after the call ended, Coco texted her an address.
They set a meeting, where Christina took Coco’s measurements. Christina then doye into work and began making the gown.
A week later, Coco’s evening gown was ready.
On the day of the event, Christina prepared the things she needed and proceeded to the venue.
Upon arriving at the dressing room, she swiftly dressed Coco in the gown and applied for the latter that make her look stunning.
When Coco’s look was completed, her a*sistant couldn’t resist but exclaim, “Wow! Ms. Coco, you’re going to be the center of attention tonight.”
Coco examined her beautiful self in the mirror, her lips curving into a proud smile. “Of course. My stylist. is the legendary Christina, after all.”
She was convinced that Christina’s hands were magical. The latter highlighted her best features and concealed her flaws, bringing out the most perfect side of her.
Soon, it was about time to walk the red carpet.
The moment the a*sistant opened the door, a pail of red paint rained down on them.
In spite of the a*sistant’s efforts to shield Coco with her own body, the front hem of Coco’s gown was stained with uneven blobs of paint.
Her exquisite gown was ruined just like that.
“My gown!” Coco screamed, her eyes quivering.
It was almost her turn to walk the red carpet. She had no time to borrow a gown now, let alone have a new one made.
However, there was no way she could wear a dirtied gown to the red carpet, or she’d make a fool of herself.
Who did this? Who schemed this against me?
Meanwhile, a worried frown marred Christina’s face when she saw what happened.
She had to quickly come up with a way to resolve the issue.
The sound of high heels approached them just then. Gwyneth appeared like an alluring rose in her haute couture gown, creating a stark contrast to Coco.
“Oh no, why do you look so disheveled? You’re a B–list celebrity now. You should pay more attention to your image!”
Gwyneth’s mockery felt like a dagger to the heart.
Coco knew that she had to grab every chance to expose herself to the cameras so the public could remember her face.
Yet now, she was about to lose the golden opportunity.
Clenching her fists, she was unable to utter a word.
