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 don’t seem

“I want some fried

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

use

silly girl isn’t that

a plate of fried chicken and a milkshake

are accommodating him. Since when did he ever coax a young lady

eventually got both.

sat on the couch before 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

fixed on the strikingly

still in a squabble with her ex-fiance

unexpectedly a

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

nodded in response.

want to go to

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

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

could not hold back his laughter.

there for her

utter

They were all elites in their thirties

quite an imposing scene

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

others prying and responded coldly, “A junior

to plead on Henry’s behalf.

Alfred has so many people to receive. Doesn’t

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

sent off the last group of

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

suite was

It was a formal black

lady on the couch. The lights. outside seeped in

It was a breathtaking

can there be someone who can sleep so well? She’s innocent and clueless… She doesn’t seem the slightest bit wary at

intense, Melora soon woke moved

her

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

before

“You’re awake?”

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

cheeks had a rosy hue, possibly from sleeping too long.

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