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.

didn’t have the nerve to return to the condominium when there were undoubtedly

people watching him.

and turned to Leslie.

Leslie nodded.

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

in the morning, Leslie visited him after handling some affairs.

suffering such severe injury? Lie down quickly.

settle down. “There’s still so

that moment, he noticed the

smiled 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

didn’t dare to speak a word,

only stayed in the hospital for

rejecting the call, which pained him greatly. I bet if she knows I don’t want her anymore, she’ll

Alfred started distancing himself from

Instead of cutting things off with her cleanly,

Christmas, he returned to his previous life.

Eras

he became who

Christmas was over, Melora had lost a few kilograms. She often couldn’t contact Alfred,

However, she didn’t have the courage to question him face- to-face.

eat while waiting

received news of

La Scala. After Ingrid finished her performance, she changed into a beautiful gown. With

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

teary gaze, she still called his number, wanting an explanation.

clubhouse when

settled the cards in his hand down

the matter? Has your

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

said, “Please help me answer the call, Miss Hopper.”

woman, she could tell it was intimate since he

her, he reconnected with her

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

to budge,

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

audibly quickened before the call

he was about to play

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

was swirling in his eyes.

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

the window,

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he said, “The

night, he returned to the place that had provided him

his surprise, Melora was there, sleeping on the dining table.

on the corner of

up as well. I wonder how long she’s been waiting for me. Why

was about to

him, the panic in her eyes clear.

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

he settled her down on the couch,

as though she did yet