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

room by then.

sight that greeted them shocked Melora.

up, revealing a

dressed in a white

moment, he held in his hand a golden hairpin

made it obvious to everyone

the spot in shock, Melora had never expected to

that he fancies the sort of stunning beauty that Miss Hopper is. Together, both of them look like they’re a match

astonished, for Alfred

he put down the hairpin

Melora kept mum.

trembling, she didn’t want to respond to him.

gave Alfred a curious look before shifting her gaze toward Melora. As far as she knew, both of them barely knew each other, but the familiarity in Alfred’s tone

was amidst this awkward moment that

too, was equally blown away

Alfred’s old hand, he deftly defused the situation by speaking to Crystal. “Miss Lodge, I’m surprised

situation, Crystal greeted

as Crystal, could also tell what was going on. She quickly

Why don’t I buy all of

her fan, releasing a pleasant fragrance into the

she spoken than Melora replied, “I’m not going. I have a

room, Leslie added, “I’ll medication

obsequiousness drew a side-eye from Ingrid, who teased coyly, “Leslie, you have

comment was directed at Leslie, she

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

Ingrid cooed, “My headaches have always been cured

words caused Melora’s face to

and painstakingly arranged for all of them to eat inside a private room

Crystal warmly due to her desire to

Crystal wasn’t particularly receptive to the former.

with Melora by serving her some ribs, Alfred unexpectedly did

of the two pieces of ribs couldn’t feel any

“You should have more meat

against him with a gentle look in her eyes, added, “That’s right. You’re still growing, so the extra protein will do

the latter accordingly, Ingrid never suspected anything was going on between

endure it any more.

headed to the restroom and

hold her tears

knew she had no reason to be angry

suffer such humiliation? I hate

then, the restroom door was gently opened before being closed and locked from the

snow and her nose red like

Alfred had entered and locked the door behind him. Staring blankly into

a tender tone. “Are

responded by staring daggers at

look in his eyes when he was with Ingrid. Even though he didn’t do anything particularly suggestive, it was obvious that he enjoyed having

nothing but an old