Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 320 You Are Out Of My League Part 2 

A strange atmosphere quickly descended upon the private room.

Alfred’s expression darkened slightly as he gently brushed his finger across his cards. No one could tell what was going through his mind.

As for Melora, she stood at the entrance with tears in her eyes, just like a pitiful little puppy.

Alfred slowly got to his feet and walked toward the door. Sensing something amiss, Ingrid called out by reflex, “Alfred!”

As if he didn’t hear her, Alfred strode to the entrance and asked in a tender tone, “Why did you follow us here?”

Melora stared at him before shifting her gaze toward Ingrid and the others in the private room.

It took a bit before she eked out the words. “I forgot to get the autograph.”

Her lie fooled no one, but none in the room dared to expose her, for they could tell that she was someone special to Alfred.

At a snail’s pace, Alfred broke into a smile before turning around and saying, “Miss Hopper, this is your fault. Hurry up and give the young lady her autograph so that she can complete her task and return home.”

Ingrid naturally knew what the proper thing to do was.

She opened her bag and retrieved a scented photo of her to put her autograph on. Sashaying to Melora, she handed the card over and teased, “Alfred is right. It’s indeed my fault.”

Melora subsequently thanked her softly.

Despite her reluctance to look at Alfred, the latter kept his gaze on her.

It wasn’t until she took her leave that Alfred got someone to send her home.

“There’s no need for that.” Her head shook as she said, “I drove here.”

Not insisting any further, Alfred reached out as if to stroke her hair but eventually put down. his arm. Instead, he shot her a smile. “Be careful while driving.”

With a hum of acknowledgment, Melora turned and left.

Throughout the entire episode, there wasn’t a single hostile or resentful comment made between them. Melora knew that only lovers had the right to say such things, and she and Alfred were anything but that.

In fact, he wouldn’t even allow her to have a crush on him.

Finally, the bronze gilded doors gradually closed.

Alfred was surrounded by an opulent atmosphere and stunning beauties while she was all alone, her long shadow cast upon the ground by the glittering chandeliers along the corridor.

As the buzz of activity returned to the private room, Ingrid leaned against Alfred obsequiously. Eras and the others couldn’t help but tease, “You should have let the young girl stay, Alfred. How could you bring yourself to send your young admirer home like that?”

Alfred joked with them in response, but beneath his smiling face was a sense of frustration. that didn’t belong.

As a bachelor, it wasn’t a big deal for him to go around philandering. However, the fact that Melora had seen him doing so made him feel uncomfortable. It didn’t matter that she wasn’t his other half, nor did she have the right to restrict him.

“I’m done playing.”

end, he threw his cards on the table and ended the evening’s session, causing the room. to fall silent.

under the weather? Why you come over to my place and I’ll give you a massage? You always let your problems get the

Why don’t you let Miss Hopper take good

to embarrass Ingrid, Alfred had no

an elegant decor. She even lit up some scented candles in her bedroom. for Alfred,

the couch, Alfred closed his eyes to relish in the comfort Ingrid showered upon him.

her slender waist and jiggly bosom were accentuated by her tight

opened his eyes when he only grew increasingly irritated.

then that Ingrid, resting on his lap, pleaded, “Why don’t

Alfred’s position then would be able to resist Ingrid’s charms, yet all the former could think of was Melora, who had put on a strong front earlier despite

“I still have a lot of work to do tomorrow morning. I don’t have a

could tell

cheeks a gentle pinch while comforting

feet in anger was all Ingrid could manage as she didn’t

waiting by the car. His employer’s sudden. appearance

the question, Alfred simply got into

a short while passed that he asked abruptly, “Do you think the young one is angry at me?”

before realizing who Alfred was talking about. He then replied. smilingly, “She’s just a kid.

was the

She’s still a budding young lady. Her infatuation

Alfred instructed softly,

night, David had just settled into bed when the housekeeper knocked on his door,

until the housekeeper repeated herself that David

be upset about

but to receive his

yet to be married, he couldn’t avoid

putting on a jacket, David replaced the scowl on his face with a warm expression. “It’s a surprise to see you here, Alfred. Why

room, Alfred broke into a smile. “It’s still not too late

froze in

almost ten. What’s the f*cking point

long black hair came down the steps.

none other

the commotion

he doing

her, as though

noticed how pale her face looked.

the unsuspecting David instructed the butler to prepare a meal before saying to his daughter.

no words

spun on her heels and ran back

to Alfred, “She’s but a spoilt

grinned. “It’s

a feast, David ate and drank with Alfred for about

the wee hours of the morning that Leslie helped Alfred into

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