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.

Lodge to dine in, given his identity. You

with tears. “I

a slight pause, she added, “Crystal used to cook fried chicken for me frequently!”

even making use of Crystal…

softly chuckled. This silly girl isn’t that dumb after all.

of fried chicken and a milkshake for

always the people around him who are accommodating him. Since when did

Melora eventually

had a small

sat there, his gaze fixed

raised her well. She 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

a little

people are here. Do you want t

nodded in

somehow apprehensive. “Do you want to go to the study, or…”

gave it a thought. “Just do it here. It’s

Alfred, go ahead

could not hold back

young lady… What is there for her to talk with Mr. Lodge about?

utter a word, however.

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

was quite an imposing scene to

she left, she glanced at Melora and queried,

did not like others prying and responded coldly, “A

plead

to receive. Doesn’t he

and fell asleep on

night fell, Alfred finally sent off

was overwhelmed by exhaustion, but he had the habit of drinking a glass of red wine. when he was tired to relieve the fatigue.

suite was

fresh set of clothing. It was a formal black attire, making him loo extra poised and

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

It was a breathtaking

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

his stare was too intense, Melora soon woke

her

dress and silky black tresses draping over

man before her, she called out

“You’re awake?”

and lifted the corners of his lips into a faint smile. “Aren’t you afraid about sleeping in a stranger’s room? And a

cheeks had a rosy hue, possibly from sleeping too long.

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