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.

Mr. Lodge to dine in, given his identity. You don’t seem to like the food here, though. How about I order something else for

tears. “I

a slight pause, she added, “Crystal used to

use of

chuckled. This silly girl isn’t that

plate of fried chicken and a milkshake for her,” he

always the people around him who are accommodating him. Since when did he ever coax a young

Melora eventually got

a small appetite, which was

his gaze fixed on the

well. She tried to kill herself yesterday and was still in a squabble with her ex-fiance earlier. Yet

unexpectedly a little

Leslie leaned in and whispered, “Mr. Lodge, the people

in

was somehow apprehensive. “Do you want to

gave it a thought. “Just do it here. It’s

a bright smile while swinging her legs. “Mr. Alfred, go ahead with what you have to do. We’ll talk about our

not hold back his

for her to talk with Mr.

did not utter a

of people. They were all elites in their thirties

quite an imposing scene to behold!

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

and responded coldly, “A junior of mine.”

had wanted to plead on Henry’s behalf.

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

exhaustion and fell asleep on the couch

night fell, Alfred finally sent off the last group

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

was dimly-lit.

was a formal black attire, making him

at the young lady on the couch. The lights. outside seeped in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, creating a kaleidoscopic

It was a breathtaking sight

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

intense, Melora soon woke moved into a kneeling position on the

her eyes and

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

man before her, she called

“You’re awake?”

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

had a rosy hue, possibly from sleeping too

scared. You’re