Crystal's One Night of Love

In the elevator, the bodyguards surrounded Alfred.

Melora was crammed in a corner of the elevator. She had just ingested three sleeping pills. and had her stomach washed, and just looking at her gave others the vibe that she was weak and delicate.

She forcefully squeezed toward Alfred.

Those ferocious-looking bodyguards stopped her, leaving her feeling aggrieved.

Seeing that, Leslie could not help but chuckle.

“Let her over!” Alfred uttered.

A path instantly formed before the man. Melora squeezed her way toward him and pulled a funny face at those bodyguards. It was quite an adorable sight.

Alfred could not help but think of the small milk bottle in her bag.

A soft chuckle escaped his lips.

Surprisingly, his tired body felt rejuvenated. Could it be that this young lady actually holds so much power? I feel so much more relaxed now!

Alfred’s hotel suite was exceedingly spacious. It was roughly about three hundred square meters in size.

There was even a small gym inside.

As he was busy, he called for lunch upon heading in. Without delay, Leslie went to make the necessary arrangements.

In less than thirty minutes, the chef brought in a table of delicious food. Busy looking. through documents, Alfred did not raise his head to see and merely muttered, “Girls nowadays love spicy food. You don’t mind, do you?”

Melora quickly shook her head. “No! No!”

How would I dare…

The three ate together. It was clear Leslie was Alfred’s confidant. He was attentive at setting the right mood and occasionally made some playful banter during the meal.

In truth Melora could not handle spicy food that well.

She had barely eaten a few mouthfuls when she felt her throat burning and her eyes welling up with tears.

No longer able to hold it in, Melora stirred the spicy seafood stew in her bowl and ranted in a low voice, “Why are we eating inside a hotel suite? It’ll probably take a long time for this smell to fade, won’t it?”

Hmph! Girls love spicy food, he says. It’s obvious he’s the one who loves it!

Alfred had, in fact, long noticed it. However, he did not mention anything about it. He thought it was quite interesting to see how Melora’s face was bright red.

He cast Leslie a glance.

dine in, given his identity. You don’t seem to like the food here, though. How

tears. “I want some

“Crystal used to

use of Crystal…

softly chuckled. This silly girl

chicken and a milkshake for

who are accommodating

Melora eventually got both.

floor-to-ceiling windows, enjoying the food she requested. Alfred had always had a small appetite, which was probably why he could maintain that figure even after working for twenty years.

there, his gaze fixed on the

well. She tried to kill herself yesterday and was still in a squabble with her ex-fiance earlier. Yet now, she’s happily enjoying

was unexpectedly a little

lunch, Leslie leaned in and whispered, “Mr. Lodge, the people are here.

in

want

thought. “Just do it here. It’s not anything

legs. “Mr. Alfred, go ahead with what you have to do. We’ll talk about our

could not hold back his laughter.

What is there for her to talk

did not utter a

groups of people. They were all elites in their thirties to

imposing scene to

them was an exceptionally gorgeous and alluring woman. Before she left, she glanced at

not like others prying and responded coldly, “A junior of mine.”

plead on Henry’s

many people to receive. Doesn’t he

to her exhaustion and fell asleep on the couch while hugging a cushion tightly.

night fell, Alfred finally sent off the

but he had the habit of drinking a glass of red

was dimly-lit.

a formal black attire, making him loo extra poised and

lady on the couch. The lights. outside seeped in through the floor-to-ceiling windows,

It was a breathtaking

can there be someone who can sleep so well? She’s innocent and clueless… She doesn’t seem the slightest bit wary at

Melora soon woke moved into a kneeling position on

rubbed her

black tresses draping over her back, she appeared incredibly

clear look at the man before her, she

“You’re awake?”

corners of his lips into a faint smile. “Aren’t you afraid about sleeping in a

hue, possibly from

“I’m not scared. You’re Crystal’s uncle… And