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

to

people watching him.

hung up the phone and turned to Leslie. “Have someone keep an eye

Leslie nodded.

a private hospital at Coldbridge. Though he needed to rest after breaking a rib and suffering from a concussion,

morning, Leslie visited him after handling

smoke after suffering such severe injury? Lie down quickly. The doctor says you need to be on bed

down. “There’s still so much

he noticed the diamond ring in Alfred’s

is young, she’s already twenty-eight. After four years, she’ll be over thirty. There’s no way she can

speak a word, knowing Alfred was

in 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

started distancing himself from

Instead of cutting things off with her

he returned to his previous

reconnected with Eras

who he used

kilograms. She often couldn’t contact Alfred, and on the occasion she could, Leslie was the one

a fool could tell what Alfred was doing. However, she didn’t have the courage to question him face- to-face. All she could do was habitually wait for

forget to eat

Day, she received news of

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

slipped from Melora’s hand. He’s in Barnwood, yet he

still called his number, wanting an explanation.

the clubhouse

the cards in his hand down and stared at

your puppy caught up to

smiled casually again. “She’s just a child. How long can her

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

as a woman, she could tell it was intimate since

unknown to her, he reconnected with her again recently.

with her when in public, he had never touched her again after

she refused to budge, Alfred urged, “Do

Miss Miller! Mr. Alfred is having fun in the clubhouse. How

quickened before

for a moment right as he was about

say? A child’s attention won’t last

was swirling

to his car. Leslie asked softly.

the window, distracted.

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said, “The condominium.”

the night, he returned to the place that had provided him with countless

there, sleeping on the dining table.

the corner of

I wonder how long she’s been waiting for me. Why

about to carry her, she

him, the panic in

Alfred” before she cried silently. All she did was stare at

settled her down on the couch, gently

as though she did