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.

latter 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 to like the food here, though. How about I order something

were filled with tears. “I want

pause, she added, “Crystal used to cook

use of Crystal…

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

a plate of fried chicken and a milkshake for

a good temper. It’s always the people around him who are accommodating him. Since when did he ever coax a young lady like this?

eventually got both.

had a small appetite, which was probably

gaze fixed on the strikingly

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

a little

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

in

want

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

“Mr. Alfred, go ahead with what you have to do. We’ll talk about our

not hold back his

for her to talk with

not utter

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

was quite an imposing scene

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

others prying and responded coldly, “A

to plead

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

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

off the last group

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

was

set of clothing. It was a formal

the couch. The lights. outside seeped in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, creating a kaleidoscopic array

was a breathtaking sight to behold.

innocent and clueless… She doesn’t seem the

because his stare was too intense, Melora soon woke moved into

rubbed her

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

at the man before her, she

“You’re awake?”

lips into a faint smile. “Aren’t you afraid about sleeping in a stranger’s room? And a

cheeks had a rosy hue,

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