Crystal's One Night of Love

Melora fled from the teasing, but Alfred remained in hist spot.

As he sat in the car, he slowly inhaled his cigarette and watched the slender figure disappear behind the black-decorated door and into the night.

He could not help but be reminded of someone-his sister, Krystal.

Krystal had died young, and she never got to meet with her kin before her death. That was something Alfred could never get over.

He had seen Crystal’s photo.

Crystal turned out to look much like the Lodges with her fair skin and chestnut-colored long hair.

Nevertheless, Alfred found traces of Krystal in Melora.

No, that’s not quite right. Melora seems a little dumber than Krystal.

Alfred held the cigarette between his fingers, forgetting about it until the ashes fell onto his pants. A lonely smile crept onto his face when he glanced at it.

What’s going on with me today? I just met a silly kid. Why do I feel so melancholic?

He remained still in his seat for a long while before finally starting his car to drive back to his hotel. When he entered his suite, he found Leslie pacing around like a cat on a hot brick. Upon seeing him, Leslie hurried over to him and chided, “Why did you go out by yourself? What if something happens to you?”

Alfred sat down on the couch.

Even though he was exhausted, his noble demeanor remained-he would never fully relax himself.

At the same time, he reached out for a couch cushion, but just as he was about to put it back to its original position, he suddenly lifted it to sniff it.

There was a hint of fragrance on it.

It was not perfume but the natural scent of a woman.

It was sweet, like oranges.

Alfred arched a brow and softly chuckled. “If something were to happen, then I could leave all this mess behind. That would be perfect! You have no idea how tiring it is for me to meet all these people and worry about all these things all the time.”

Leslie brought him a cup of tea and patiently listened to his grumbles.

He knew that he was the only one Alfred would ever say such things to.

To the outsiders, Alfred would always seem impeccable and invincible.

After ranting for a bit, Alfred got ready to shower.

“Shall I invite Miss Hopper over to

none other than Ingrid Hopper, a renowned opera performer.

figure, and she appeared to be on the same wavelength as Alfred. In the past,

when he heard that. After a moment of contemplation,

gently persuaded him, “You’re too hard on yourself sometimes.”

What?

woman if not for her scheming tendencies. She’s beautiful, but being with her makes me

Leslie fell silent.

put in a good word for her. Though Leslie felt that

sound of running water came from the

day, there were

busy with something.

supported himself with a hand against the tiled wall and lowered his head to wash his

who was waiting for him to her, but he was simply not in the mood

is. She doesn’t understand men at

Melora

brother, Henry, sitting by the side of

sweetly muttering, “Henry, how are things between

squeezed her cheeks. “Well, you’re

with Robert was exposed. After all, the relationships involved seemed a little odd now, and as a father, it would not be good for

it was best for both his children to break

agitating David’s own temper. In

her interact with Pete. Furthermore,

Melora was equally important to

he combed her long hair, he muttered, “Have you really made

pressed closer to him and mumbled

mouth, but he swallowed them before they could be voiced out loud. Lynette had called him, and he had found out about

was the personification of

Melora would recover faster if she was

great terms with each other, so Henry had lunch with her before

twenty-seven years on earth, Melora had never worked before.

it was too boring for her to stay in the same place anymore. Hence, she drove out. Ultimately, she ended up in the lobby of the hotel where Alfred was

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her cheeks were

unsuitable for him. Pah! Who wants to be a match for him? It’s just because he’s Crystal’s uncle… It’s just because he’s

Audi with the plate number “XX8888” drove toward

was Alfred’s

second before tailing him.

He glanced at the rearview mirror and muttered,