Crystal's One Night of Love

Two weeks later, Clementine’s husband’s coal mine ran into deep trouble.

The tragedy from four years ago that resulted in the loss of five lives had been exposed for all to see. Thus, the once mighty coal magnate found himself behind bars, facing a minimum of twenty years in prison.

Clementine’s world came crashing down.

She wanted to see Alfred, but Leslie intercepted her.

His tone was grave. “Miss Dynah, Mr. Lodge had long-term plans for cooperation with you, but it turns out your husband has a shady past, so we’ll have to reconsider.”

Even Clementine, slow to catch on, sensed something amiss.

However, given her status, she couldn’t challenge Alfred. She could only plead for leniency.

Leslie remained calm. “Miss Dynah, have you ever thought about who you might have offended?”

Clementine was taken aback. After a long pause, she murmured, “It’s Crystal!”

Leslie didn’t directly respond to that. He only said, “Mr. Lodge’s sister passed away at a young age, so he poured all his affection onto Miss Lodge. Think about the depth of that love, Miss Dynah. Since you acted without doing thorough research beforehand, you merely brought trouble upon yourself!”

With that, he left.

Clementine sat alone in the room, feeling utterly defeated.

She held a cup of coffee, trying to steady her trembling hands. In truth, she couldn’t believe that after years of hard work, she was still defeated by Crystal.

Crystal didn’t take direct action, yet she had defeated Clementine easily.

No, this can’t go on. Jerry mustn’t fall. Even if I have to humbly plead with Crystal, I’ve got to protect Jerry!

As Clementine stepped out, she found that it was raining. The early autumn day, which had felt stifling just a while ago, was now cool and refreshing.

Outside the mansion, the rain was a gentle drizzle.

Crystal sat in the gazebo in the backyard, arranging a vase of flowers she had personally grown.

The housekeeper approached, speaking softly. “Mrs. Miller, Miss Dynah would like to see you.”

Crystal blinked lightly.

-She had already seen the news today and had anticipated Clementine’s visit, but she hadn’t expected it to

be so soon.

Smiling faintly, she said, “Tell her I’m not in.”

The servant nodded and left.

At the villa’s entrance, Clementine paced anxiously with her umbrella.

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She sought Crystal out of necessity.

We were old classmates, after all. For the sake of an old friendship, her helping me shouldn’t be too difficult as long as I’m willing to set aside my pride.

From a distance, she saw the housekeeper walking over with an umbrella.

“Miss Dynah, I’m sorry, but Mrs. Miller isn’t home. Please come back another time.”

Clementine knew it was just an excuse. Crystal was clearly inside.

Unwilling to give up, she abandoned her dignity and screamed, “Crystal! I know you’re in there. Why won’t you see me? Yes, it’s my fault for revealing your secret, and I’m sorry, but it doesn’t really affect you, does it? Do you have to force me into a corner to be satisfied?”

The housekeeper’s face soured. “Miss Dynah, please don’t make things difficult for us.”

Mrs. Miller is quite lenient, but if Mr. Miller comes home and finds out, he’ll surely question me.

Furious, Clementine dropped her umbrella and clung to the ornate black gate, shaking it desperately. Her ugly words poured out relentlessly. “Crystal, come out! What’s with this act? Do you think you’re better than me? Have you forgotten how you pursued Robert back in the day? You said you’d love Robert forever! Hah, just like me, you only love power!”

for Henry in you! Crystal, this is

wouldn’t help. Thus, she decided to throw

heard it all..

calmly instructed, “Have the security

the guards forcibly removed Clementine, she raged like a shrew in the rain, spewing harsh

a woman! I bet even sleeping with Robert would give you more satisfaction

before the window rolled down halfway.

stoic and devoid of

her mouth. She pleaded desperately, “Mr. Miller, please help me! Can you get

hoping to evoke some

the man before her wasn’t finding satisfaction in his marriage, and she believed she could make

a halt, its wipers swiping back

Henry sat in the car, exuding an air of icy sophistication as he lowered his

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she was

and had been with many men, she still found allure in a man who

She envied Crystal.

at Clementine. One look from him was

murmured, “Help

“All along, your husband’s troubles are entirely my doing.

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Clementine, with her track record, utterly

his cigarette.

to the security and said, “Why are you still

way.”

was taken

started moving again, it suddenly stopped once more when

about Crystal a great deal! If you persist in making her unhappy, then I won’t hesitate

most dear

hated him

Robert were to hit rock bottom, that, Henry believed, would be

window rolled

in the car drove into the mansion, likely

help but scream.

yet why was the whole world rushing to comfort Crystal?

golden Bentley came to a stop.

car, quietly

still echoed in

being a woman! I bet even sleeping with Robert would give you more satisfaction

shouldn’t have cared, but

born into privilege like him, he cared a great deal about not being

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his wife happy.

that Robert couldn’t forget

of memories together, after

of whether those memories were good or

he finished the cigarette, he stepped out of the car and

was still arranging that vase of

she asked softly, “Is she gone?”

and gently draped it over

quite

to kiss her.

to make him happy, she clung to his shoulders. Later, he sat in a chair, and she settled into his lap.

to the ground as his

shoulder and murmured, “Let’s

back his hand and patted her waist, teasing her, “What are

guessed what was on

shoulder, lightly caressing his handsome face. “Your parents took them away. They said they wanted to give us some time

held her

both of them fell

good as they got along well. He was attentive, and she was gentle. However, it was lacking passion, and their life was more mundane than a long-married couple’s. Nevertheless, that wasn’t necessarily a

guilty and faced a solid

Divorce was inevitable.

five hundred million in cash. It was quite a long way off from her expected high-society lifestyle.