Chapter 106

Christina found it laughable and shot him a dismissive glance. "How I handle things is none of your business."

With that, she turned and walked away, her red dress flowing like a vibrant cloud.

William narrowed his cold eyes, watching her retreating figure.

As Christina descended the stairs, Kingsley approached her.

"Why'd you come down?"

"Everyone's left, so I thought I'd come down too," Christina replied with a smile.

"Good. Wanna dance?" Kingsley extended his hand and cleared his throat. "May I have the honor of a dance with this beautiful lady?"

"But I..." Christina hesitated, wanting to refuse.

"Come on!" Kingsley didn't give her a chance to decline. He took her hand and spun her into the center of the dance floor.

In their white and red attire, they danced gracefully together, capturing the attention of all the guests.

The five-minute dance was exhilarating, providing a visual feast for everyone watching.

As the dance ended, Kingsley whispered in her ear with a chuckle, "You dance wonderfully. You're the best partner I've ever had."

Christina blushed and smiled. "Thanks!"

When she turned around, she suddenly noticed William staring at her intently, his gaze filled with complex emotions.

A shiver ran down her spine, and she quickly looked away.

The banquet soon concluded. After exchanging farewells with others, Christina and Kingsley headed outside. Kingsley told her, "Wait here. I'll get the car."

"Okay," Christina nodded.

She stood on the wide street, glancing around. Apart from the luxury cars of the guests, there were no other vehicles.

Unexpectedly, a car pulled up in front of her, and the window rolled down to reveal William.

"Get in."

Christina frowned. "I have someone to take me home. No need to trouble you, Uncle."

"Don't make me repeat myself," William's tone carried a hint of threat.

Christina bit her lip. "Sorry, but my work isn't finished yet. I can't go with you."

With so many security guards around, she figured William wouldn't want to cause a scene.

William didn't expect her to be so bold. He got out of the car, his tall frame imposing as he stood before her.

"Christina, have you fallen so low?"

"Low? What do you mean?" Christina couldn't help but laugh. "Even if he were just a colleague, so what if there's something between us?"

At that moment, another car pulled up behind them.

Sensing the tension, Kingsley got out and positioned himself protectively in front of Christina. "What's going on?"

William's gaze was intense, like a brewing storm.

"I'm her uncle. Is there a problem with me taking her home?"

"That depends on her wishes," Kingsley replied, looking at Christina.

Christina took a deep breath and stepped back. "Mr. Kingsley Rockefeller, I'd appreciate it if you could take me home."

"Of course," Kingsley nodded and escorted her to his car.

William watched them with narrowed eyes, saying nothing.

As the car cruised down the road, Christina finally started to relax a bit.

Kingsley glanced over at her. "Is he your ex?"

"No," Christina shook her head.

"Then why's there such weird tension between you two?" Kingsley was perceptive and sensed something unspoken between them.

Christina took a deep breath, holding her head. "It's a long story. He's technically my uncle, but some misunderstandings have strained our relationship."

"You said you had no family besides your mom," Kingsley probed further.

"Yeah, only my mom is related to me by blood," Christina smiled wryly. "Let's not dwell on unpleasant things."

Kingsley didn't press further, staring ahead as if lost in thought.

William followed them in his car, watching as Kingsley dropped Christina off and drove away before he finally relaxed.

"Colleagues? Really?"

The next day, as Christina was busy working on her designs, her assistant called her. "You're really popular lately. What's your secret? Everyone's looking for you."

"Someone else wants to see me? It's not the same person from yesterday, is it?" Christina was puzzled.

"No," the assistant shook her head.

The more work, the better. Earning money meant independence, so Christina had no reason to refuse. She followed her assistant to the meeting room.

A well-dressed man with glasses greeted her. "Ms. Windsor, it's an honor to meet you. Your reputation precedes you."

"You're too kind," Christina said, offering him a seat and pouring him a glass of water.

"There's an urgent project in Starfall City, and we couldn't find anyone suitable. I thought of you, Ms. Windsor, given your award-winning work. Do you have any availability?" the man asked sincerely.

"I have some ongoing projects, but I can manage additional work," Christina replied honestly.

"That's great," the man sighed in relief, handing her a contract. "I've prepared the contract. If everything looks good, we can finalize it."

"Is it that urgent?" Christina found it odd.

"Yes, the project was supposed to start a month ago, but the designer had issues, causing delays. We can't afford any more delays, or we'll face penalties," the man explained, looking troubled. "We need to visit the site tomorrow. If you accept, we'll offer you the best rate."

Christina glanced at the contract.

Everything was clearly stated, with no hidden clauses or traps. The company's seal was already on it, and it seemed legitimate.

After some thought, she said, "Alright, but I need to run this by our legal team first."

"Of course," the man agreed readily. "If everything's in order, I'll book your flight for tomorrow."

Christina nodded. "Once our legal team approves, I'll sign."

After confirming there were no issues, and given the company's reputable standing in the industry, Christina felt reassured. She signed the contract and had the man book her flight.

The man looked relieved. "Thank you, Ms. Windsor. We'll arrange everything for your trip tomorrow."