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

people watching him.

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

Leslie nodded.

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

four in the morning, Leslie visited

smoke after suffering such severe injury? Lie down quickly. The doctor says you

down. “There’s

that moment, he noticed the

bitterly. “Despite my age, 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

dare to speak a word, knowing

the hospital

his phone for a long time before rejecting the call, which pained him greatly. I bet

then on, Alfred started distancing himself

Instead of cutting things off with her cleanly, he did it

returned to his

with Eras and

became who he used to

often couldn’t contact Alfred, and on the occasion she could, Leslie was the one who answered in an apologetic tone.

have the courage to question him face- to-face. All she could do

to eat

received news

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

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

still called his number, wanting an explanation.

was at the clubhouse when his

settled the cards in his hand down

“What’s the matter? Has your puppy

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

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

was, but as a woman, she could tell it was intimate since he had

for reasons unknown to her, he reconnected with

knew that, despite how affectionate he acted with her when in public, he had never touched her again after their

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

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

quickened before the call

moment right as he

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

swirling in his

that he returned to his car. Leslie asked softly. “Where

out the

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said, “The condominium.”

middle of the night, he returned to the place that

surprise, Melora was there, sleeping on

tear stains on the corner

been waiting for me. Why didn’t she

to carry her, she woke

at him, the panic in her eyes clear.

she cried silently. All she did was stare at him,

down on the couch, gently patting her head.

as though she did yet didn’t understand