Crystal's One Night of Love

He was excellent at kissing.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, and he cradled her in his arms, letting her whole body rest against him.

Even though Melora had been in a relationship before, she still couldn’t resist the allure of this moment.

When Alfred finally released her, her legs were like jelly. If he hadn’t been holding her, she might have fallen to the ground. In the end, she leaned against his shoulder, not knowing what to do.

She had just kissed Crystal’s uncle…

Her ears were buzzing.

There was the noise of people having fun in the private room one moment and Alfred’s heartbeat the next.

Alfred was beginning to sober up.

Before bringing her here, he had felt conflicted.

Now, in this enclosed space, she was trembling just from kissing him. She was as green and innocent as an unripe fruit.

Though she was lovely, she didn’t quite fit into his world.

Alfred gently patted her head, his voice tender. “Melora, I’ve told you before that someone my age isn’t suitable for a young girl like you. You see, even when we’re out for a bit of fun, it’s all part of social obligations. There’s no time for true relaxation.”

His voice suddenly turned hoarse. “Don’t fall for me.”

It was a tender moment, yet he uttered these cruel words of rejection.

Melora had her pride too, and with tears in her eyes, she retorted, “I didn’t fall for you!”

It was just a kiss, after all.

She didn’t care that much.

At those words, Alfred seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He quickly concealed it with his usual composure.

Later, he bade farewell to his old classmates.

Eras was surprised. “Leaving already? We were waiting for you to play cards together. The game is just heating up.”

Alfred skillfully excused himself and left with Melora.

As they sat in the car, both of them felt uneasy.

They remained in silence for a while. Alfred lit a cigarette to ease his troubled emotions.

Melora spoke softly. “Let me drive. I’ll take you back to the hotel.”

Alfred was quite surprised.

He had been involved with women before, especially those from privileged backgrounds. They often had a temper and had certain expectations, whether it was an apology or some emotional commitment, especially after what happened.

Melora’s simplicity and lack of a hidden agenda were a rare luxury.

They switched seats.

hotel’s underground parking lot. Leslie had been waiting. there for a while, and as soon as the car stopped and the door opened, he caught a whiff of alcohol. He grinned

alcohol Alfred had consumed was potent, and now he was starting

it before, but now

explained, “It wouldn’t look good if

Melora agreed.

end of their private interactions, especially

them stood in

felt the tension in the air and wondered if something had

thinking this, the elevator stopped on the first

Robert, who appeared rather

couldn’t help but mock, “Oh, so you didn’t answer my calls or want to listen to my explanations because you’ve found yourself a new man, huh? Melora, how old is he now? He’s at least thirty-five years old, right? Can an older man like him

welling up in

their breakup had been because

he have

find the

to say some more hurtful

“No matter my age, any woman who ends up with me will definitely be satisfied. As for you, Mr. Sloan, I’m not so sure. You’ve set off too many

continued while adjusting his shirt, “You’re Robert Sloan, right? I’m Alfred Lodge, Crystal

Robert was stunned.

Alfred Lodge?

actually Alfred

feelings for four years and used her to send John to prison while currying favor with

Alfred Lodge from Coldbridge was Crystal’s uncle.

been doing

Robert felt lost.

to

check on Sloan Group! If there are any loopholes, have the investigation team go over there

It was probably more about the young lady and less

as we

Alfred

as if he had just remembered, he said casually, “Personally arrange for

had been a disagreement between

something was off and that Alfred was being extra

the type to cling

it was best

she couldn’t

a bathrobe and watching her, his

“Mr. Alfred.”

slightly moist. She knew Alfred was the type who wouldn’t be interested

head, she left with

down and

he had felt a

knew that he clearly preferred women who were more sophisticated and seductive. Even if they were a bit pretentious,

while since he had been with a

he was lost in thought, his phone rang. It was his mother,

Lucia was anxious.

why hasn’t

trip in Hulcaster Shell head

brought up the topic of his