Crystal's One Night of Love

When they were on their way back, the street lights had already been switched on.

Crystal weakly leaned back in the seat. When she thought about how they had neglected their children to do those passionate activities, her face flushed.

Once in a while, Henry would turn to look at her.

He found her pretty when she blushed.

Right then, the phone in the glove compartment rang. He picked up the call.

It was Leslie.

Leslie gave him a quick greeting before diving into the main topic. “Henry, I don’t know where Miss Dynah received the news from, but she managed to find out about Mr. Lodge and is trying to find a way to meet him.”

Henry asked, “What’s Uncle Alfred’s response?”

With a smile on his lips, Leslie replied, “Mr. Lodge says to wait and see what happens. The coal mining business owners all have dirty secrets, but we’ll have to work our way into their systems before we can get any evidence of their deeds and get rid of them once and for all. Otherwise, our attacks will only be as harmful as an ant’s bite.”

Although Leslie was smiling as he spoke, Henry could tell how vicious Leslie and Alfred were.

Alfred had always been one to clean up a mess properly.

“I’ll leave this to Uncle Alfred, then. Hmm? Berthold? Sure. I’ll ask Crystal to bring him over tomorrow.”

Henry ended the call.

He did not mention Clementine, for Clementine was truly an individual Henry could not talk about.

“Uncle Alfred misses Berthold. You bring him to the hotel tomorrow.”

Crystal hummed in response.

Henry glanced at her a few more times before clearing his throat. “Are you still mad?”

Crystal turned away from him awkwardly.

Henry did not force her to speak. He only held her hand before asking her, “Crystal, you were rather enthusiastic today. Was it because of the wine, or was it because we were in the condominium unit?”

If it was because of the condominium unit, he would make their visits there more frequent.

Crystal was a bit mortified.

Henry chuckled in response.

He thought that it should have been easy for his former self to like Crystal.

She was quite the troublemaker.

The had to pull many strings before she managed to get in contact with Alfred.

It took her an equal amount of effort to finally get to speak to Alfred’s secretary. Anxiously, she asked Leslie, “Could you please ask Mr. Lodge again if he’s free to meet me?”

Leslie smiled. “Mr. Lodge will be dealing with private matters today, so he won’t be meeting anyone.”

decided to go all out.

pretty woman, and youthful, too. She kept seducing Leslie with her body, hinting

used to tactics like

of contemplation, he went on. “But you can technically say we come from the same hometown. Jerry’s matter is my business too. Well, why don’t I bring you

grateful for

into

four bodyguards clad in black guarding the

mind whirred. If she could get into Alfred’s good books, then Jerry would be able to get any projects he wanted. She could also easily

over that, Leslie opened the door

room was quiet. Two people on the mat-an adult and a child-were playing with building

looked like he was in his late thirties. He had a handsome face, and he seemed like a gentleman, not at all like the

the other hand,

the boy’s face a little familiar.

lift his head when he spoke with a hint of reproach in his

stiffened as a troubled look crossed his face.

quickly said, “Mr. Lodge, I know you’re a busy man. I came because

finally lifted

woman,

with someone like her, but she was a threat to

going to let

smile before sitting on the couch. Leslie quickly served him

she saw that.

think he’s a

“Great-uncle Alfred, are you not going to

turn to

a moment ago, the boy had called him “Daddy.”

and patiently interacted with the boy.

of notes and put it

a life

looked at the monetary gift and turned to Alfred. “Great-uncle

“Milkshakes should

couldn’t afford it. She would always buy a cup

Alfred frowned.

to him. He merely waved his hand and signaled

that she had somehow managed to get into.

when he led Clementine out of

on her side. When she headed downstairs, she became even more certain of her bright future. In fact, she was starting to think less of her nouveau riche

floor of the hotel, drinking coffee with Melora

level as Crystal and Melora, Clementine deliberately

furrowed her brows when

not have taken her away and

their issues, yet now, it was as though her past relationship

you just seem like you’re living the good life. I’m sure your life sucks in private. I believe Henry will get sick of you soon, and you’re going to end up getting kicked out of the Miller

to look at

this crazy

only put a small smile on her lips and dismissed her words.

brought Berthold down. Berthold immediately threw himself into

was visibly stunned.

would the boy from Alfred’s suite call Melora

allow me to introduce you to Crystal, Mr. Lodge’s niece and