Crystal's One Night of Love

At two in the afternoon, Leslie came to pick Alfred up.

After Alfred boarded the vehicle, Leslie teased, “You seem high-spirited today.”

Alfred grinned. “Not at all. She was so clingy that I feel tired!”

Leslic chuckled.

Hours later, Alfred left his meeting with a scowl.

Leslie approached him, asking in a whisper, “What happened?”

“We’ll talk in the car.”

Once inside the automobile, Alfred pulled the curtains for the windows and sighed. “Do you remember the project from half a year ago?”

Leslie nodded.

Undoing one button on his shirt, Alfred continued, “I recommended Noel for the project. However, he and his wife died in a suspicious car accident.”

Leslie was stunned for a long while.

Lowering his head, Alfred lit a cigarette with trembling fingers. Several minutes passed before he took a puff. What he didn’t tell Leslie was that there were obvious bruises on Noel and his wife that looked like they were beaten up.

Ultimately, Noel had sacrificed his and his wife’s lives to protect the project data.

Someone had to take over the project.

And since Alfred was the one who designated Noel to oversee it, he had to take responsibility.

As he continued to smoke with his quivering fingers, he removed the small box from his pocket with another hand. Initially, he planned to propose to Melora today and marry her after Christmas.

However, Noel’s death made him question if he should.

The sight of Noel’s and his wife’s ghastly deaths haunted Alfred.

Though Alfred didn’t speak his mind, Leslie could guess what the former was thinking about. Unfortunately, he could only remain silent.

Suddenly, something smashed into the black Audi, launching Alfred forward.

When the car stopped, a man in black clothing riding a motorcycle in front of the automobile halted as well. He then peered through the window as though he had x-ray vision.

The driver cursed and made to exit the vehicle.

Bearing the pain, Alfred exclaimed, “Don’t step out of the car! It’s dangerous!”

When the man in black clothing saw the car didn’t move, he sped off.

Leslie crawled to the backseat to check Alfred’s injury. “How are you feeling, Mr. Lodge?”

Alfred pressed his hand on his abdomen. I must’ve broken a rib.

Despite that, he didn’t show any emotions in his countenance. “To think they’ve received the news so soon. after the meeting concluded! This foreign company is outrageous!”

As much as he wanted to avenge Noel and the latter’s wife, he had to focus more on protecting his own life.

At that moment, his phone rang.

It was from Melora. After a brief moment of hesitation, Alfred answered the call and uttered gently, “I’ve got an emergency at Coldbridge, so I won’t be joining you later, Melora.”

he was aware of how disappointed she’d

nerve to return to the

people watching him.

the phone and turned to Leslie. “Have someone keep an eye on her until she

Leslie nodded.

a rib and suffering from a concussion, he couldn’t sleep at

the morning, Leslie visited him after handling

smoke after suffering such severe injury? Lie down quickly.

Alfred settle down. “There’s still so

the

Leslie! I need to stay four years on the project. What will I become by then? Though I’m always saying Melora is young, she’s already twenty-eight. After four years, she’ll be over thirty. There’s no way she can waste four years waiting

a

the hospital for three days.

phone for a long time before rejecting the call, which pained him greatly. I bet if she knows I don’t want her anymore,

on, Alfred started distancing himself from

cutting things off with her cleanly, he did it slowly. As he tortured her, he

he returned to his previous life.

reconnected with Eras and the others.

again, he became who he used to be.

Alfred, and on the occasion she could, Leslie was the one who answered in

could tell what Alfred was doing. However, she didn’t have the courage to question him face- to-face. All

eat

received news

La Scala. After Ingrid finished her performance, she changed into a beautiful gown. With his arm wrapped around her waist, they appeared to be

slipped from Melora’s hand. He’s in Barnwood, yet he hasn’t asked to

gaze, she still called his number, wanting

the clubhouse when his phone rang.

cards in his hand down and stared at Melora’s number

Has your puppy

Alfred smiled casually again. “She’s just a child. How long can her attention last?”

he resumed the card game, he said, “Please help me answer the call, Miss Hopper.”

woman, she could tell it was intimate since

for reasons unknown to her, he reconnected with her again recently.

only she knew that, despite how affectionate he acted with her when in public, he had never touched

refused to budge, Alfred

“Hey, Miss Miller! Mr. Alfred is having fun in

breathing audibly quickened before the

as he was about to

I say? A child’s attention won’t last long, but she keeps calling me. It’s quite

was swirling in

his car. Leslie asked softly. “Where to, Mr.

the window, distracted.

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he said, “The condominium.”

middle of the night, he returned to the place that had

Melora was there, sleeping on the

tear stains on the corner of her eyes.

teared up as well. I wonder how long she’s been waiting for me. Why didn’t she sleep in the room? Does she love me that much?

to

him, the panic

All she did was stare at

couch, gently patting her head. “Don’t wait for me anymore,

look appeared on her countenance, as