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.

for Mr. Lodge to dine in, given his identity. You don’t seem to like the food here,

filled with tears. “I want some fried chicken and milkshake!”

she added, “Crystal used to cook fried

use

girl

of fried chicken and

around him who are accommodating him. Since when did he ever coax

eventually got both.

before the floor-to-ceiling windows, enjoying the food she requested. Alfred had always had a small

sat there, his gaze fixed on the strikingly

well. She tried to kill herself yesterday and was still in a squabble with her ex-fiance

a

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

in response.

want to go to

gave it a thought. “Just do it here. It’s not anything important,

conversation, Melora flashed a bright smile while swinging her legs. “Mr. Alfred, go ahead with what you have to do. We’ll talk about our matter later after you’re

hold back

young lady… What is there for her to talk

did not utter

people. They were all elites in

was quite an imposing scene to

exceptionally gorgeous and alluring woman. Before she left, she glanced at Melora and queried, “Mr. Lodge, who is she?”

not like others prying and responded coldly, “A junior

had wanted to plead on

so many people to receive. Doesn’t he feel

she succumbed to her exhaustion and fell asleep on the couch

fell, Alfred finally sent off the last group

but he had the habit of drinking a glass of red wine. when he was tired to relieve

suite was dimly-lit.

was a formal black attire, making him

he gazed at the young lady on the couch. The lights. outside seeped

a breathtaking sight to

well? She’s innocent and clueless… She doesn’t seem the slightest bit wary at all!

stare was too intense, Melora soon woke moved into a kneeling position

her eyes

her long white dress and silky black tresses draping over her back, she appeared incredibly stunning. In fact, she

getting a clear look at the man before her, she called out

“You’re awake?”

down his wine glass and lifted the corners of his lips into a faint smile.

cheeks had a rosy hue, possibly from sleeping

matter-of-factly, “I’m not scared. You’re Crystal’s uncle… And I