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.

to return to the condominium when

people watching him.

he comforted Melora, he hung up the phone and turned to Leslie. “Have someone keep an eye on her until she returns home

Leslie nodded.

a rib and

Leslie visited him

can you still smoke after suffering such severe injury? Lie down quickly. The doctor says you need to be on bed

helped Alfred settle down. “There’s still so much

he noticed the diamond

project. What will I become by then? Though I’m always saying Melora is young, she’s

didn’t dare to speak a word, knowing

in the

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

then on, Alfred started distancing himself

he could easily deal with Melora. Instead of cutting things off with her cleanly, he did it slowly. As he

Christmas, he returned to

with Eras and the

became who he used to be.

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

didn’t have the courage to question him face- to-face. All she could do was habitually wait for him

forget to eat while

she received news

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

Melora’s hand. He’s in Barnwood, yet he hasn’t asked

called his number,

clubhouse when his

hand down and stared at Melora’s number

matter? Has your

just a child. How long can

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

Melora was, but as a woman, she could tell it

unknown to her, he reconnected

when in public,

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

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

breathing audibly quickened before the

as he was about to play his

say? A child’s attention won’t last long,

icy look was swirling in his

his car. Leslie asked softly. “Where

out the

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he said, “The condominium.”

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

there, sleeping on the dining

on the corner

the entrance, Alfred teared up as well. I wonder how long she’s been waiting for me. Why didn’t she sleep in the room?

to carry her, she woke up.

him, the panic in her

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

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

countenance, as though she did yet didn’t