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.”

was aware of how disappointed she’d

the nerve to return to the condominium when there were undoubtedly many

people watching him.

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

Leslie nodded.

at Coldbridge. Though he needed to rest after breaking a rib and suffering from a concussion, he couldn’t sleep

Leslie visited

smoke after suffering such severe injury? Lie down

settle down. “There’s still so much

noticed the diamond ring

I fell for a young woman, 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

a

in the hospital for

Melora called him. He stared at his phone for a long time before rejecting the call, which pained

on, Alfred started distancing himself

off with her cleanly, he did it slowly. As he

he returned to his previous

reconnected with Eras and the others.

who he

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

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 him

she’d forget to eat while waiting

she received news of

into a beautiful gown. With his arm wrapped around

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

she still called his

the clubhouse

settled the cards in his hand down and stared at Melora’s

matter? Has your puppy caught up

just a child. How long can her attention last?”

“Please help me

Melora was, but as a woman, she could tell it was intimate since he had ignored her for some

reasons unknown to her, he reconnected with her again

acted with her when

she refused to budge, Alfred urged, “Do it!”

Ingrid had no choice but to answer the call. “Hey, Miss Miller! Mr. Alfred is having fun in the clubhouse. How about you come join us?”

before the call ended

moment right as he was about to play

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

was swirling in his

to his

stared out the

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said, “The condominium.”

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

was there, sleeping on the dining

stains on the corner of her eyes.

wonder how long she’s been waiting

to carry

at him, the panic in

word “Mr. Alfred” before she cried silently. All she did was stare at him, waiting for

he settled her down on the couch, gently patting her head. “Don’t wait for me anymore,

on her countenance, as though she