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.

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

“I want some

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

use

chuckled. This silly girl

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

had such a good temper. It’s always the people around him who are accommodating him. Since when did he ever coax a young lady like

Melora eventually got both.

a small appetite, which was probably why he

his gaze fixed on the strikingly

truly 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 carefree life,

was unexpectedly a

people are here.

in response.

was somehow apprehensive. “Do you want to go to the

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

conversation, Melora flashed a bright smile while swinging her legs. “Mr. Alfred, go ahead with

not hold back his

there for her to talk with Mr. Lodge about?

not utter a word,

received several groups of people. They were all elites in

imposing scene

gorgeous and alluring woman. Before she left, she glanced at Melora and

like others prying and responded coldly, “A junior of

to plead on

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

to her exhaustion and fell asleep on the couch while hugging a cushion tightly.

sent off the last group

a glass of

suite was

of clothing. It was a formal black attire,

the young lady on the couch.

It was a breathtaking sight to behold.

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

stare was too intense, Melora soon woke moved into

rubbed her

draping over her back, she appeared incredibly stunning.

the man before her, she called out

“You’re awake?”

of his lips into a faint smile. “Aren’t you afraid about

a rosy hue, possibly from sleeping

and replied matter-of-factly, “I’m not scared.