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.

it’s not too convenient for Mr. Lodge to dine in, given

tears. “I want some fried chicken

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

making use

This silly girl isn’t that dumb after all.

chicken and a milkshake for

never had such a good temper. It’s always the people around him who are accommodating him. Since when did he ever

eventually

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

there, his gaze fixed on the strikingly stunning

a squabble with her ex-fiance earlier. Yet now, she’s

was unexpectedly a little envious.

the people are here.

in response.

want to go to the study, or…”

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

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

hold back

What is there for her to talk with Mr.

did not utter a

of people. They were all elites in their

imposing scene to behold!

exceptionally gorgeous and alluring woman. Before she left, she glanced at Melora and queried, “Mr. Lodge, who is she?”

and responded coldly, “A junior of mine.”

to plead

many people to receive. Doesn’t

succumbed to her exhaustion and fell asleep on the couch

Alfred finally sent off

drinking a glass of red wine. when he was

suite was

of clothing. It was a formal black

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

a

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

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

rubbed her eyes

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

getting a clear look at the man before her, she called out adorably,

“You’re awake?”

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

a rosy hue, possibly from sleeping

scared. You’re Crystal’s uncle… And I call you Mr.