Crystal's One Night of Love

The next time Melora saw Alfred was two months later.

Julia was an opera buff.

Her favorite performer, Ingrid, had three performances that month.

Unfortunately, Julia fell sick, so she had no choice but to give Melora the tickets and have the latter present Ingrid flowers on her behalf. On top of that, she instructed Melora to get an autograph from Ingrid.

Since Melora had nothing better to do, she invited Crystal along to the opera.

Crystal readily agreed on account of the recent thaw in her relationship with Henry and the fact that she always doted on Melora. She also invited Madison to join them.

La Scala was the best opera house in the north.

On that particular day, Ingrid played the titular character of the opera Carmen. Her impressive performance was greeted with thunderous applause, yet Melora had mostly been yawning throughout the show.

If it wasn’t for the autograph she had to get for her mother, she would have already left. halfway. She just couldn’t fathom why the performers had to put on thick makeup and wear gaudy costumes.

Isn’t it uncomfortable?

Once the show was over, Ingrid left the stage in tears.

However, her expression changed completely the moment she went backstage. While removing her earrings, she instructed her assistant, “I’m not meeting any fans tonight. Tell them to come back some other time.”

As someone who came from a long line of opera singers, Ingrid naturally exuded an air of arrogance.

It wasn’t a big deal not to meet ordinary fans, but there was someone important in attendance that evening, a fact that put the assistant in a dilemma.

She explained, “It’s fine if you don’t meet the others, but I’m afraid there’s one person today you have to see no matter what.”

After taking off the outer layer of her costume, Ingrid asked curiously, “Who is this that I have no choice but to meet?”

“The daughter of the Miller family! She’s here to get an autograph on behalf of her mother, who couldn’t come due to feeling under the weather.”

Ingrid froze abruptly before breaking into a vibrant smile the very next second.

“The daughter of the Miller family? In that case, I must see her… Mrs. Miller has always been. a very generous patron. Bring her backstage. I’ll sign an autograph for her.”

The moment she finished, Ingrid swept the curtain aside and headed inside her room from. where a crisp male voice could be heard..

Meanwhile, Melora and her companions were led backstage by the assistant.

From the hundreds of flower bouquets that lined the corridor, it was clear how wildly popular Ingrid was.

Thirty-two among them were sent by someone named Mr. Lodge.

Mr. Lodge…

The name caused Melora’s heart to pound furiously.

Is it who I think it is?

Trailing Melora’s gaze, the assistant explained with a smile, “Mr. Lodge is an old friend of Miss Hopper. Whenever he is in Barnwood, he will definitely attend her performance. I heard he’s someone important who doesn’t spare his time for just about anyone. Only Miss Hopper has the honor of him gracing her performance with his presence.”

listening to the assistant’s remarks, Melora felt a sudden urge

had arrived at the entrance of the makeup room by then. The assistant pushed the door open. “Miss Miller is

door gradually opened, the sight that greeted

already put on a body-hugging gown while her hair was pinned up, revealing a face with features so exquisite that she would mesmerize anyone who saw

against a man who was dressed in a white shirt

that very moment, he held in his hand a golden hairpin

an inexplicable intimacy that made it

had never expected to

he fancies the sort of stunning beauty that Miss Hopper is. Together, both of them look like

astonished, for Alfred was just as stunned as

presence, he put down the hairpin in

kept

she didn’t want to respond

Alfred a curious look before shifting her gaze toward Melora. As far as she knew, both of them

this awkward moment that Leslie suddenly

too, was equally blown away by the sight.

“Miss Lodge, I’m surprised to see you here! Mr. Lodge has missed you and was

escalate the situation, Crystal

the same page as Crystal, could also tell what was going on. She quickly broke into a smile

Mr. Lodge’s niece. Why don’t I buy all of you dinner at the

releasing a pleasant fragrance into

replied, “I’m not going. I

an air of awkwardness descended upon the room, Leslie added, “I’ll medication

his obsequiousness drew a side-eye from Ingrid, who teased coyly, “Leslie, you have never shown me such attention when I

the comment was directed at Leslie, she was complaining about Alfred not being

smiled faintly as he replied, “Don’t you already have more than enough. people to fuss

his arm, Ingrid cooed, “My headaches have always been cured

face to lose

and painstakingly arranged for all of them to

an effort to treat Crystal warmly due to her desire to marry Alfred.

receptive

Ingrid attempted to curry favor with Melora by serving her some

of the two pieces of ribs

her childish feelings, Alfred remarked, “You should have more meat to

with a gentle look in her eyes, added, “That’s right. You’re still growing, so the

much younger than Alfred and had greeted the latter accordingly, Ingrid never suspected anything was going

endure it any more.

to the restroom and splashed her face with running water.

unable to hold her

to be angry at him. The fact

I suffer such humiliation? I

gently opened before being closed and locked from the

pale like snow and

door behind him. Staring blankly into the mirror with tears rolling down her cheeks, she locked gazes with

tender tone. “Are

staring daggers

Even though he didn’t do anything particularly suggestive, it was obvious that he enjoyed having hist

an