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.

with a smile, “That’s because it’s not too convenient for Mr. Lodge to dine in, given his identity. You don’t seem to like the food here,

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

“Crystal used to cook fried chicken for

making use of

chuckled. This silly girl isn’t

fried chicken and a milkshake for her,” he instructed.

surprised. Mr. Lodge has never had such a good temper. It’s always the people around him who are accommodating him. Since when

Melora eventually got

the food she requested. Alfred had always had a small appetite, which was probably why

sat there, his gaze fixed

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

was unexpectedly a little envious.

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

in

apprehensive. “Do you want to

gave it a thought. “Just do it here.

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 his

her to

utter a word, however.

people. They were all elites in their thirties to forties.

imposing

woman. Before she left, she

prying and responded coldly, “A junior of

had wanted to plead on Henry’s

But Mr. Alfred has so many people to receive. Doesn’t he feel tired at

fell asleep on the

off the last group

overwhelmed by exhaustion, but he had the habit of drinking a glass

was

fresh set of clothing. It was a formal black attire, making him

the young lady on the couch. The lights. outside seeped in

It was a breathtaking sight to

so well? She’s innocent and clueless… She doesn’t

his stare was too intense, Melora soon woke moved into a

rubbed her eyes and

silky black tresses draping over her back, she appeared incredibly stunning. In fact, she

a clear look at the man before her, she

“You’re awake?”

faint smile. “Aren’t you

a rosy hue, possibly

scared. You’re Crystal’s uncle… And I call you Mr.