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.

dine in, given his identity. You don’t seem to like the food here, though. How about

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

added, “Crystal used to

making use of Crystal…

softly chuckled. This silly girl isn’t

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

the people around him who are accommodating him. Since when did he ever coax a young lady like this? And what’s more, fried chicken and

eventually got both.

the floor-to-ceiling windows, enjoying the food she requested. Alfred had always had a small appetite, which was probably why he could maintain

gaze fixed on the strikingly

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

was unexpectedly a little

in and whispered, “Mr. Lodge, the people are here. Do you

in

was somehow apprehensive. “Do you want to go

“Just do it

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

not hold

lady… What is there for her

utter a word, however.

of people. They were all

imposing scene to

alluring woman. Before she left, she

prying and responded coldly, “A junior of

to plead on Henry’s behalf.

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

succumbed to her exhaustion and fell asleep on the couch while hugging a

night fell, Alfred finally sent off the last

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

suite was

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

young lady on the couch. The lights.

was a breathtaking sight

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

was too intense, Melora soon woke moved into a

rubbed her

tresses draping over her back, she appeared incredibly stunning. In fact, she looked nothing

look at the man before her, she called out adorably, “Mr.

“You’re awake?”

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

had a rosy hue, possibly from

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