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.”

course, he was aware of how disappointed she’d feel.

he didn’t have the nerve to return to the condominium when

people watching him.

to Leslie. “Have someone keep an eye on her until she

Leslie nodded.

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

visited him after handling some

such severe injury? Lie down quickly. The doctor says

helped Alfred settle down. “There’s still

noticed the diamond

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

didn’t dare to speak a word, knowing

the hospital

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

Alfred started

cutting things off with her cleanly,

Christmas, 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 one who

to question him face- to-face. All she could do was habitually wait

eat while waiting

Day, she received news of Alfred.

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

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

called his number, wanting an explanation.

at the clubhouse when his

cards in his hand down

joked, “What’s the matter? Has your puppy caught up to you?”

again. “She’s just a child. How

game, he said, “Please

idea what his relationship with Melora was, but as a woman, she could tell it was intimate since he had

for reasons unknown to her, he reconnected with her

despite how affectionate he acted with her when in public, he had never touched

that she refused to budge, Alfred urged, “Do

to answer the call. “Hey, Miss Miller! Mr. Alfred is having fun in the clubhouse. How about

quickened before the call

right as he

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

icy look was swirling in his

his car. Leslie asked softly. “Where to, Mr. Lodge?”

out the window,

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said, “The condominium.”

of the night, he returned to the place that had

was there,

tear stains on the corner of

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

about to carry her, she woke up.

at him, the panic in her eyes

silently. All she did was

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

look appeared on her countenance, as though she did yet didn’t