Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 317 Crying For Mister Alfred 2 

Alfred lowered his head to look at the pair of fair hands.

Yet, his gaze went unnoticed by her as she continued holding his arm while they walked out of the cemetery.

Leslie, still holding the umbrella and trailing after them, was silent in contemplation.

The night before, Alfred had said that he was not interested in Ingrid’s company. Perhaps it was not because Ingrid was boring, but because he had encountered someone better that everyone else paled in comparison.

When they were on their way back, Alfred told the driver to take Melora’s car.

Melora sat beside Alfred. She was rather talkative and not at all fazed by what happened the night before.

Leslie drove with a smile, thinking, It’s rare that Mr. Lodge isn’t getting irritable.

Mid-journey, Alfred received a call from his university friend from Barnwood about a gathering in the afternoon.

After speaking for a while, Alfred suddenly turned to Melora.

He chuckled and went on, “You all must be doing this on purpose. You know that I’m single, but you still want me to bring a female companion. Aren’t you trying to make life tough for me?”

The person on the other end responded to Alfred’s words, but Melora could not hear what they said.

Alfred proceeded to stretch his arm to touch his car seat. “All right, all right.”

He ended the call.

If it was another day, Leslie would have definitely arranged for someone to be Alfred’s female companion-someone sensible and obedient. However, there was another woman in the car, and Leslie could not tell what Alfred’s plan was, so he said nothing.

Sure enough, once Alfred tossed his phone aside, he turned to Melora to say, “Join me for a meal.”

Melora hesitated. Mr. Alfred’s friends are probably a whole bunch of old men too, right?

Alfred added, “If you go, you’ll get monetary gifts.”

At that, Melora agreed to it.

After returning to the hotel, Alfred had a change of clothes.

He was still wearing his usual white shirt and black slacks, but he undid two of his shirt buttons and rolled his sleeves up to his elbow to reveal his defined forearms.

His body was one that women would fall for.

After that, he drove the black Lotus and brought her to an obscure upscale clubhouse that only members could enter. The average person could not come to this establishment, for they would not know about it in the first place.

The Miller family was wealthy, but they were in a different social circle, so Melora had never been to this clubhouse.

The manager dared not stare at Alfred as he led them to a private room. All he said was, “Enjoy yourself, Mr. Lodge.”

Alfred inclined his head.

Then, the gilded carved doors slowly closed. Alfred leaned against the doorframe and lit a cigarette.

It was clear that he was a frequent visitor to the clubhouse.

The dining room was separated from the entertainment area. There were over a dozen people seated by the table when they arrived,

was done with his cigarette, a man dressed to his nines came over with a glass of red wine.

a tough man to

was handsome, though his eyes gave him a frivolous image. When he turned to Melora, he chuckled.

ring of smoke.

not believe him, however.

them would only bring their lovers to such

called, hoping to find out more information about Alfred

leg. She’s the Miller family’s daughter and Henry’s little

in the room were shocked.

Grim Reaper? Why did Alfred bring her

to pat the top of Melora’s head. “The girl said she wanted to learn more about the world, so I

the others. “This is Eras Yonder. You can

then, a gorgeous woman walked over. She looked young, maybe

appeared intimate with

knowing how things worked between Alfred’s group, Melora sweetly

woman chuckled, and so

her. Though the woman was laughing as well, she was a little stunned. How

meal was merry, and the people

social event. These prominent figures needed a way to maintain their

the one with the highest

could offer them would let them live the

course, Alfred had use for them too.

who wanted to curry favor with the Miller family and Henry came over to toast Melora, but Alfred shielded

others stopped trying.

that there was something else about their relationship, but since Alfred said she was merely his

hands, Melora leaned in to whisper, “Mr. Alfred, I think they’re a

turned off the

wanted, so he was smoking

smoke rose, he mulled

these people were his classmates and they were not indebted to each other, all of them hoped to ride

lonely at

he were to

woman like Melora would make everything

a matter of fact, Alfred was starting to regret

someone was in pain yet also delighted. At the start, it was unrhythmic, but both parties soon got really into it and

and sometimes urgent, mixing

Melora stiffened.

she was, she could tell what was happening in the cubicle. They were definitely not a married couple, for a married couple would not be so urgent to do such a thing in a public place, especially when they had a reputation to uphold.

of the young women in the room, a sour look crept onto her

brought their lovers here, but Alfred brought me

reddened eyes, she glared at Alfred.

a mysterious look had appeared on

him

that Alfred was

Alfred reached out to hold her wrist with another. hand. He lowered his voice as he said, “Why are you losing your temper at me

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