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.

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

with tears. “I want some fried chicken and

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

use of Crystal…

softly chuckled. This silly girl

chicken and a

the people around him who are accommodating him. Since when did

eventually got

the food she requested. Alfred had always had a small appetite,

merely sat there, his gaze fixed

raised her well. 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

was unexpectedly a

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

in

somehow apprehensive. “Do you want to go to the study, or…”

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

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

not hold

her to talk with Mr. Lodge

not utter

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

imposing scene to

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

like others prying and responded

wanted to plead

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

succumbed to her exhaustion and fell asleep on the couch while hugging a cushion tightly.

Alfred finally sent off the

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

suite was dimly-lit.

set of clothing. It was a formal black attire, making him loo extra poised and steady.

the wine glass in his hand, he gazed at the young lady on the couch. The lights. outside seeped in through the floor-to-ceiling windows,

was a breathtaking sight to behold.

can sleep so well? She’s innocent and clueless…

stare was too intense, Melora soon woke moved into a kneeling position

rubbed her

and silky black tresses draping

look at the man before her, she

“You’re awake?”

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

rosy hue, possibly from

head lightly and replied matter-of-factly, “I’m not scared. You’re Crystal’s