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.”

Melora felt a sudden urge to leave.

of the makeup room by then. The assistant pushed the door open. “Miss Miller is here.”

opened, the sight that

her hair was pinned up, revealing a face with features so exquisite that she

a man who was dressed in a

in his hand a golden hairpin that he was trying to put on for Ingrid.

inexplicable intimacy that made it obvious to everyone what

in shock, Melora had never expected to walk

that he fancies the sort

one astonished, for Alfred was

hairpin in his hand and called

kept mum.

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

awkward moment that

was equally blown

speaking to Crystal. “Miss Lodge, I’m surprised to

to escalate the situation, Crystal greeted

on the same page as Crystal, could also tell what was going

Ingrid interjected with a chuckle. “So, you’re Mr. Lodge’s niece. Why don’t I buy all of you dinner at

Ingrid opened her fan, releasing a

than Melora replied,

of awkwardness descended upon the room, Leslie added, “I’ll medication for Miss Melora.”

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

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

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

cooed, “My headaches have always

Melora’s face to lose all color.

for all of them to eat inside a private room

the meal, Ingrid made an effort to treat Crystal warmly due

Crystal wasn’t particularly receptive to the

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

of the two pieces of ribs couldn’t feel any more disgusting to

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

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

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

endure it any more.

she headed to the restroom and splashed her

her tears for

broken-hearted but knew she had no reason to be angry at him. The fact that they had been reunited under such. circumstances simply intensified

I suffer such

opened before being closed and

like snow and her

wasn’t until a short while later that she noticed Alfred had entered and locked the door behind him. Staring blankly into the mirror with tears rolling down

a tender

responded by staring daggers at

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

nothing but an old