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.”

aware of how disappointed she’d feel.

to the condominium when there were

people watching him.

and turned to Leslie.

Leslie nodded.

at Coldbridge. Though he needed to rest after breaking a rib and suffering from a concussion, he couldn’t sleep at all. All he did for the night was smoke by the

visited him after

smoking, he immediately said, “How can you still smoke after suffering such severe injury? Lie down quickly. The doctor says you need to be on bed rest for at least

down. “There’s still so much

that moment, he noticed the diamond ring in

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

speak a word, knowing Alfred

in the hospital

long time before rejecting the call, which pained him greatly. I bet if she knows I

on, Alfred started distancing

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

to his

with Eras and the

who he used

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

courage to question him face- to-face. All she could do was habitually wait for him at the

eat

Day, she received news of

into a beautiful gown. With his arm wrapped around her waist, they appeared to

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

still called his number, wanting an

clubhouse when his

down and stared at

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

again. “She’s just a child.

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

she could tell

to her, he reconnected with her

despite how affectionate he acted with her when in public, he

refused to budge, Alfred urged,

had no choice but to answer the call. “Hey, Miss Miller! Mr. Alfred is having fun in the clubhouse. How about you come

quickened before

a moment right as he

child’s attention won’t

was swirling

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

the window, distracted.

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said,

night, he returned to the place that

surprise, Melora was there, sleeping on the dining

stains on the corner of her

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

he was about to carry her, she woke

him, the panic in her

Alfred” before she cried silently. All she did was stare at him, waiting

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