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.

before abruptly saying, “Shall I invite Miss

other than Ingrid Hopper,

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

he heard that. After a moment of

persuaded him, “You’re

What?

up to this? She’s a good woman if not for her scheming tendencies. She’s beautiful, but being with her makes

Leslie fell silent.

had pleaded with him to put in a good word for her. Though Leslie felt that she was a good

sound of running water came

At the end of the day, there were personal matters that a man in his forties had to deal

was busy

against the tiled

there was a beautiful woman who was waiting for him to her, but he was simply not in the mood for her. In fact, during that moment of impulse, the image that emerged in his

is. She doesn’t

Melora

woke, she found her brother, Henry,

over to put her head on Henry’s thigh before sweetly muttering, “Henry, how are things between

“Well, you’re still

quite agree with his and Crystal’s relationship when Crystal’s relationship with Robert was exposed. After all, the relationships involved seemed a little odd now, and as a father, it would not be good for him to side with either one

his children to break it

a fuss, agitating David’s own temper. In his fury to counter the Lodge family’s

and he was unwilling to let her interact with Pete. Furthermore, Seth was in Hulcaster

Melora was equally important to Henry.

muttered, “Have you really made up your

pressed closer to him

found out about what happened the day.

the personification

faster if she was more preoccupied

on great terms with each other, so Henry had lunch with her before going to the firm.

hand, despite having lived twenty-seven years on

in the same place anymore. Hence, she drove out. Ultimately, she ended up in the lobby of the hotel where Alfred

I here?

was dumbfounded, and her cheeks were

little girls like her were unsuitable for him. Pah! Who wants to be a match for him? It’s just because

black Audi with the plate number “XX8888” drove toward the road.

Alfred’s car.

a second before tailing him.

Leslie was seated in the front passenger seat. He glanced at the rearview