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.

understood what Alfred meant and said with a smile, “That’s because it’s not too convenient for Mr. Lodge to dine in, given his identity. You

were filled with tears. “I want some

she added, “Crystal used to

making use of

girl isn’t that dumb

of fried chicken and a milkshake for her,”

accommodating him. Since when did he ever coax a young lady like

eventually got both.

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

sat there, his gaze fixed on the strikingly

herself yesterday and was still in a squabble with her ex-fiance earlier. Yet

was unexpectedly a little

Lodge, the people are here. Do

nodded in response.

somehow apprehensive. “Do you want to go to the

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

legs. “Mr. Alfred, go ahead with what you have to

hold

her to talk with Mr.

not utter a word,

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

imposing

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

like others prying and

had wanted to plead on Henry’s

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

to her exhaustion and fell asleep on

finally sent off the last group

a glass of red wine. when he was tired to relieve the fatigue.

was dimly-lit.

was a formal black attire,

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

her. It was a breathtaking sight

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

soon woke moved into a kneeling position on the

her eyes

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,

“You’re awake?”

a faint smile. “Aren’t you afraid about

cheeks had a rosy hue, possibly from sleeping too

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