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.

Lodge to dine in, given his identity.

“I want some fried

used to

making use of Crystal…

This silly girl isn’t

chicken and a milkshake for her,” he

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

Melora eventually got

the floor-to-ceiling windows, enjoying the food she requested. Alfred had always had a small appetite, which was probably why he could maintain that figure even after working for twenty

gaze fixed on the strikingly stunning

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

was unexpectedly a little envious.

and whispered, “Mr. Lodge, the people are here. Do you want t meet them

in

“Do you want

do it

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

could not hold

is there for her to talk with Mr. Lodge about?

not utter a

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

quite an imposing scene to behold!

was an exceptionally gorgeous and alluring woman. Before she left, she glanced at Melora and queried, “Mr. Lodge, who

not like others prying and responded coldly, “A junior of

wanted to plead on

many people to

asleep on the couch while hugging a cushion

sent off the last group

of drinking a glass of red wine. when he was tired to relieve the fatigue.

suite was dimly-lit.

fresh set of clothing. It was a

at the young lady on the couch. The lights.

was a breathtaking sight

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 a kneeling position on the

rubbed her eyes and

black tresses draping over her back, she

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

“You’re awake?”

the corners of his lips into a faint smile. “Aren’t you

cheeks had a rosy hue,

scared.