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

have the nerve to return to the condominium when

people watching him.

Melora, he hung up the phone and turned to Leslie. “Have

Leslie nodded.

rest after breaking a rib and

the morning, Leslie visited him after handling

immediately said, “How can you still smoke after suffering such severe injury? Lie down quickly. The

down. “There’s still so much work

that moment, he noticed the

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 for me.” I also don’t want to think about the possibility that

speak a

stayed in the hospital for three

him. He stared at his phone for a long time before rejecting the call, which pained him greatly. I bet if she

on, Alfred started

with her cleanly, he did it slowly. As he tortured her, he was hurt,

to his previous life.

reconnected with Eras

who

She often couldn’t contact Alfred, and on the occasion she could, Leslie was the one who answered in

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 at

to eat while waiting for him.

she received news of Alfred.

her performance, she changed into a beautiful gown.

He’s in Barnwood, yet he hasn’t asked

she still called

clubhouse when his phone

down and

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

“She’s just a

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

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

he reconnected with her again

only she knew that, despite how affectionate he acted with her when

to budge, Alfred

had no choice but to answer the call. “Hey, Miss Miller! Mr. Alfred is having

breathing audibly quickened before the call ended

a moment right as he was about to play his cards.

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

look was swirling in

he returned to his car. Leslie asked softly.

out the window,

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said, “The condominium.”

the place that had provided

his surprise, Melora was there, sleeping

on the

well. I wonder how long she’s been waiting for me. Why didn’t she sleep

was about to carry her, she

him, the panic in her

word “Mr. Alfred” before she cried silently. All she did was

as he settled her down on the couch, gently

look appeared on her countenance, as though she did yet