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.

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

with tears. “I want some fried chicken

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

making use of Crystal…

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

a plate of fried chicken and a

the people around him who are accommodating him. Since when did he ever coax a

eventually

requested. Alfred had always had a small

his gaze fixed on

a squabble with her ex-fiance earlier. Yet now, she’s happily enjoying her fried chicken. She really

unexpectedly a little envious.

people are here. Do you want

in

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

thought. “Just do it here.

ahead with what you have to do. We’ll talk about

hold back

What is there for her

did not utter a word, however.

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

imposing

Before she left, she glanced at Melora and queried, “Mr. Lodge, who is

prying and responded coldly, “A junior of

plead on Henry’s

people to receive. Doesn’t he

exhaustion and fell asleep on the couch while hugging a cushion

finally sent off the last

by exhaustion, but he had the habit of drinking a glass of red wine.

suite was dimly-lit.

clothing. It was a formal black attire, making

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

a

sleep 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 couch.

her eyes

and silky black tresses draping over her back, she appeared incredibly stunning. In fact, she looked nothing like a

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

“You’re awake?”

wine glass and lifted the corners of his lips into a faint smile. “Aren’t you afraid about sleeping

a rosy hue, possibly from

“I’m not scared. You’re Crystal’s uncle… And I call