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

the nerve to return to the condominium when there were undoubtedly

people watching him.

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

Leslie nodded.

rest after breaking a rib and suffering from a concussion, he couldn’t sleep at all. All

in the morning, Leslie visited him after handling

injury? Lie down quickly. The doctor says you need to be on bed rest for at least a week.”

helped Alfred settle down. “There’s still so

noticed the diamond ring

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

to speak a word, knowing Alfred

in the hospital

rejecting the call, which pained him

on, Alfred started distancing

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

to his previous life.

reconnected with Eras and the

he became who

had lost a few kilograms. She often couldn’t contact Alfred, and on

to question him face-

eat while waiting for

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 around her

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

teary gaze, she still called his number,

clubhouse when

cards in his hand down and stared at Melora’s

joked, “What’s the matter? Has your puppy caught

casually again. “She’s just a child. How

resumed the card game, he said, “Please help me

a woman, she could tell it was intimate since he

unknown to her, he reconnected

she knew that, despite how affectionate he acted with her when in public, he had

to budge, Alfred urged,

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

quickened before the call ended abruptly.

right as he was about to

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

icy look was swirling in his eyes.

to his car. Leslie asked softly. “Where

out the window,

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3/5

he said,

to the place that had provided him with countless

surprise, Melora was there, sleeping

tear stains on the corner of

up as well. I wonder how long she’s been waiting

he was about to carry her,

at him, the panic in her

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

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

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