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.”

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

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

sight that greeted them shocked Melora.

already put on a body-hugging gown while her hair was pinned up, revealing a face with

who was dressed in a white shirt and black slacks. His face

very moment, he held in his hand a golden hairpin that he was trying to put

inexplicable intimacy that made it obvious

Melora had never expected to walk in

seen this side of him. It turns out that he fancies the sort of stunning beauty that Miss Hopper is.

the only one astonished, for Alfred was

he put down the hairpin in

kept mum.

she didn’t want to respond to

far as she knew, both of them

awkward moment that Leslie suddenly arrived.

was equally blown away

deftly defused the situation by speaking to Crystal. “Miss Lodge, I’m surprised to see you here! Mr. Lodge

escalate the situation, Crystal greeted her uncle

going on. She quickly broke into a smile and commented,

chuckle. “So, you’re Mr. Lodge’s niece. Why don’t I buy all

opened her fan, releasing a

than Melora replied,

room, Leslie

you have never shown me such

the comment was directed at Leslie, she was complaining

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

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

face to

and painstakingly arranged for all of them to eat inside

an effort to treat Crystal warmly due

particularly receptive

on, when Ingrid attempted to curry favor with Melora by serving her some ribs, Alfred unexpectedly did the same.

sight of the two pieces of ribs

Alfred remarked, “You should

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

much younger than Alfred and had greeted the

couldn’t endure it any

the restroom and splashed her face

hold her tears

to be angry at him. The fact that they had been reunited under such.

I suffer such humiliation? I hate

the restroom door was gently opened before being

was still crying, her face pale like snow and her nose red like

locked the door behind him. Staring blankly into the mirror

spoke in a tender tone.

by staring

in his eyes when he was with Ingrid. Even though he didn’t do

an old pervert!