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.

what Alfred meant and said with a smile, “That’s because it’s not too convenient for Mr. Lodge to dine in, given his

filled with tears. “I want

added, “Crystal used to cook

making use

silly girl isn’t that dumb

and a milkshake for her,” he

It’s always the people around him who are accommodating him. Since when did he ever

Melora eventually got both.

had always had a small appetite, which was probably why he could maintain that

merely sat there, his gaze fixed

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

was unexpectedly a little

“Mr. Lodge, the people are here.

in response.

“Do you want to go

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

bright smile while swinging her legs. “Mr. Alfred, go ahead with what you have

hold back his

young lady… What is there for her to

not utter a word, however.

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

was quite an imposing

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

like others prying and responded coldly, “A junior

plead

people to receive. Doesn’t he

her exhaustion and fell asleep

fell, Alfred finally sent off the last group of people.

he had the habit of drinking a glass of red wine. when he was

was dimly-lit.

clothing. It was a formal black attire, making

glass in his hand, he gazed at the young lady on the couch. The lights. outside seeped in

It was a breathtaking sight

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

Melora soon woke moved into a kneeling

rubbed her

dress and silky black tresses draping over her back, she appeared incredibly stunning. In fact, she looked

look at the man before

“You’re awake?”

lips into a faint smile. “Aren’t you

rosy hue, possibly from sleeping

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