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.

return to the condominium when there were undoubtedly

people watching him.

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

Leslie nodded.

a rib and suffering from a concussion, he couldn’t sleep

visited

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 a

down. “There’s still so much

he noticed the diamond

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

dare to speak a word, knowing

only stayed in the hospital

long time before rejecting the call, which pained him greatly.

Alfred started distancing

with her

to his previous life.

Eras and

again, he became who he used to

couldn’t contact Alfred, and on the occasion she could, Leslie was

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

to eat while waiting

Valentine’s Day, she received news

gone to support Ingrid at La Scala. After Ingrid finished her performance, she changed into a beautiful gown. With his arm wrapped

from Melora’s hand. He’s in Barnwood, yet he hasn’t asked to meet me.

called his number, wanting an explanation.

was at the clubhouse when

settled the cards in his hand down and

the matter? Has your puppy caught up to you?”

smiled casually again. “She’s just a child. How long can her attention last?”

said, “Please help me

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

reasons unknown to her, he

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

she refused to budge, Alfred urged,

choice but to answer the call. “Hey, Miss Miller! Mr. Alfred is having fun in the clubhouse.

audibly quickened before the call ended abruptly.

a moment right as he was

“What did I say? A child’s attention won’t last long,

swirling in

returned to his car. Leslie asked softly. “Where to, Mr.

out the

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said,

the night, he returned to the place

surprise, Melora was there, sleeping on

stains on the

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

he was about to

at him, the panic in her

silently. All she did was stare

couch, gently patting her head. “Don’t wait for me anymore, Melora.”

look appeared on her countenance, as