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!”

in you! Crystal, this is your comeuppance, You’ve always

Thus, she decided to throw all pretenses

heard it

the

like a shrew in the rain, spewing harsh

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

golden Bentley pulled up slowly before the window rolled

stoic and devoid of expression, heard every

rushed toward the car, ignoring the rainwater pouring into her mouth. She pleaded desperately, “Mr. Miller, please help me! Can you get Crystal to spare my Jerry? I’ll do anything for you!”

on her charms, hoping to evoke some compassion from him.

in his marriage, and she believed she could

Continental came to a halt, its wipers swiping

air of icy sophistication

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knew she was being despicable.

men, she still found allure

She envied Crystal.

exhaled smoke from his cigarette, glancing at Clementine. One look from him was enough to make a woman’s legs go

“Help

along, your husband’s troubles are entirely my doing. Miss Dynah. I’m not Robert. I never

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her track

extinguished his cigarette.

said, “Why are you still standing there? Drag her away! She’s

way.”

was taken aback.

again, it suddenly

but his words were frigid and unfeeling. “I care about Crystal a great deal! If you persist in making her

Clementine held most

him

Robert were to hit rock bottom, that, Henry believed, would be Clementine’s breaking point.

rolled up.

drove into the mansion, likely to console Crystal.

couldn’t help but scream.

yet why was

Bentley came to a stop.

in the car, quietly smoking a cigarette.

earlier still echoed in his

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

cared, but he did.

privilege like him, he cared a

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his wife happy.

Robert couldn’t forget Crystal.

years of memories together, after

of whether those memories were good or bad, they had been in love once…

finished the cigarette, he stepped out of the car and walked straight toward

still arranging that vase of flowers.

enter, she asked softly,

took off his jacket, and gently draped it

“It’s quite comfortable

to kiss

allowed him. As if to make him happy, she clung to his shoulders. Later,

fell from her shoulders to the ground as

shoulder and murmured, “Let’s go inside.”

her waist, teasing her, “What are

guessed what was on his

gently against his shoulder, lightly caressing his handsome face. “Your parents took them away. They said they wanted

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

magnate husband was confirmed guilty

Divorce was inevitable.

hundred million in cash. It was