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.

latter instantly 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 don’t seem to like the food here, though. How about I order something else for

eyes were filled with tears. “I want some fried chicken

used to cook fried chicken for me

making use

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

a plate of fried chicken and a milkshake

him who are accommodating him. Since when did he ever coax a young lady like this? And

eventually got

requested. Alfred had always had a small appetite, which was probably why he could maintain

sat there, his gaze fixed on

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

a

Lodge, the people are here. Do you want t meet them

in response.

apprehensive. “Do you want to go to

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

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

hold back

lady… What is there for her to talk

not utter

groups of people. They were all elites in their

imposing scene

left, she glanced

like others prying and responded coldly, “A junior

plead on Henry’s behalf.

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

exhaustion and fell asleep

sent off

drinking a glass

was dimly-lit.

It was a

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

a breathtaking sight to behold.

so well? She’s innocent and

intense, Melora soon woke moved into a kneeling position on the couch.

rubbed her

draping over her back, she appeared incredibly stunning. In

clear look at the man before her, she called out adorably, “Mr. Alfred!”

“You’re awake?”

faint smile. “Aren’t you afraid about sleeping

hue, possibly from

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