Crystal's One Night of Love

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.

were over a dozen people seated by

a man dressed to his nines came over with

tough

gave him a frivolous image. When he turned to Melora, he chuckled. “Where did you find this girl from?

a ring of smoke. “She’s a young family

did not believe him,

to such gatherings. Though Alfred was not married,

the morning, Ingrid had called, hoping to find out

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

men in the room

little sister of the legal world’s Grim Reaper? Why did Alfred bring her here?

Melora’s head. “The girl said she wanted to learn more about the world, so I brought her with me. Cease the nonsense, all

“This is Eras Yonder.

gorgeous woman walked over. She looked young, maybe

appeared intimate with Eras.

knowing how things worked between Alfred’s group, Melora sweetly greeted, “Mr.

so did

laughing as well, she was a little stunned.

and the people were not reserved

be more accurate to call it a social event. These prominent figures needed a way to maintain

group, Alfred was the one with the

he could offer them would let them live the rest of their lives without the need to worry about their financial

course, Alfred had use for them

Miller family and Henry came over to toast Melora, but Alfred shielded her from them. Without beating around the bush, he told

the others stopped trying.

tell that there was something else about their relationship, but since Alfred said she was merely his young family friend, they

to whisper, “Mr.

turned off the golden

than he wanted, so he was

he mulled

although these people were his classmates and they were not indebted

was lonely at the top.

he were to ever fall from grace, they would crush him and leave him

Melora would make everything seem so

fact, Alfred was starting to regret having

pain yet also delighted. At the start, it was unrhythmic, but both parties

cubicle door even started

and sometimes urgent,

Melora stiffened.

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

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

brought their lovers here,

eyes, she glared

to smoke, but a mysterious

gave him a kick.

thought that Alfred

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 when you’re eavesdropping on them?”