Crystal's One Night of Love

Sylvester recognized the woman.

Her name was Clementine, who was once his uncle’s lover.

He shut the door and walked over. “What would you like to talk to me about, Miss Dynah?”

Clementine gazed at the young and handsome face and froze. “You look just like him!” she murmured.

Sylvester did not respond.

They went to a café nearby, which was quiet enough to discuss business.

Clementine was even thinner than she used to be.

Her skin was so dry that her makeup did not stick, but she still turned on the charm for the twenty-four- year-old man. She brushed her hair lightly and beamed. “You will only be a side character at Crystal’s. Come to me.”

Sylvester gazed at her.

Clementine took out a contract from her purse. “I’ve signed you on for five years, which guarantees a Heading role in two films and two television series, with appearances on variety shows not included.

Whatever you make will be split fifty-fifty.”

To a newcomer to the industry, the terms seemed irresistible.

However, fame was not what Sylvester sought.

He drummed on the agreement with his slender fingers. “There won’t be any additional verbal agreements, will there, Miss Dynah?” he asked softly.

Clementine rested her hand on the back of his.

Sylvester lowered his gaze before looking up to meet hers.

“Be my lover,” Clementine said bluntly.

Sylvester retracted his hand and gazed calmly at Clementine. “Thank you for your interest, Miss Dynah. I’m sorry, but I’m not interested.”

Clementine became irritated. She sneered. “Do you know how many people would vic for such an opportunity?”

Sylvester turned around to leave without so much as a backward glance.

Clementine saw him as a younger version of his uncle. He did not like being a substitute.

Crystal, too, thought they looked alike.

However, Crystal’s gaze was gentle, and she even cherished his youth. She was the one Sylvester wanted to protect.

Perhaps my bitter, unrequited love will fade away one day.

He would start his own family, but he would look back fondly at having once loved such a beautiful person.

It gave him a warm, fuzzy feeling.

Behind him, Clementine gritted her teeth.

Though she wanted to make her mark in Barnwood, her connections were limited. The only star she had groomed, Saige, fell to Crystal. Even worse, Sylvester did not want her.

Fools. Would Crystal treat them genuinely? No, she won’t!

The film Crystal had invested in was wrapped up on Christmas Eve.

A large number of guests were attending the wrap-up party.

Crystal invited Alfred. Naturally, she also invited the Miller family.

Beautiful women swarmed the place under the luxurious crystal lamps. Despite being over forty years old, Ingrid stood out.

Alfred personally gifted her a bouquet of flowers.

Berthold was seated below the stage. His eyes flickered. “Why would Daddy give another lady flowers. Mommy?” he asked Melora.

Melora felt a little uncomfortable.

Though Alfred and Ingrid were once married and had a child together, he never shies away from such antics. Shameless man.

Thus, she stroked the boy’s

was puzzled. “Are you

know how to answer him.

then, Alfred descended the

treating her like another relative of his. “Why did you bring him here?” he asked with a look at Berthold.

was wearing a diamond gown that night, which was more dazzling than the chandelier.

such an extent that he found himself subtly blocking her from view.

wants to see you,” she said softly. “In fact, he insisted on coming!

at

boy’s soft cheeks with his stubble. Berthold, still a toddler, smelled

him, Alfred found his

did not live with the boy, or he would be so enamored that he would not be able to do much else with his arms around the latter

miss

child kissed him shyly.

they looked alike; Alfred, too, had dyed his hair black, and outsiders could not quite see

his arms. Fortunately, those around him were his people, and he could lower his guard. “I’ll send you two home later,” he said to Melora

gaze fixedly

could not resist a smile; he knew she was jealous. “Aren’t you too old to be jealous? You’re somebody’s mother! By the way,

Melora was livid.

Alfred’s status, she did not spend much time with him.

visit this time was mostly to see her. When it was time for him to go,

Alfred’s heart softened.

Berthold, who

left with Berthold. She went down the underground parking lot, where a black RV was waiting. Leslie

got out of the

Lodge has been waiting for you.”

him,” Melora

smiled, not wishing to comment further. He placed his hand on the roof of the vehicle and stood aside for them

they

were fewer neighbors. “Mr. Lodge’s newly bought house,” Leslie said with a smile as they pulled over.

of joy in his

look at Alfred, who merely picked up the boy and

back remained as strapping as it had been a few years ago. If she was being honest. with herself, he was a very attractive man.

in Barnwood could only

began racing.

been decorated pleasantly;

a rocking horse in the living room, which Berthold was already on.

underneath, and squatted beside the child. “Do you like it?” he caressed

gazed up at

father, but he had lived with his mother and was told to address the latter as Great-uncle Alfred when they were out. With the intuition only

a large house. He even offered to buy me a

like it very much,

and chided

a

best as she could as she was reluctant to

at her tenderly. Then, he walked over and whispered to her, “Don’t

the couch to sit down

on gently. “I have some good news

don’t you share it with Miss Hopper?” Melora said

Alfred chuckled.

still jealous! Miss Hopper has been helping me for the past two years. I showed

was stubborn, her tongue most of all.

what

the latest avionic technology, it’s going to launch. next week. I’ll have Leslie arrange for you and Berthold to come

for four years for that. I have paid by forsaking the girl I love. Even now, my

like this, he wanted the one he cared about the most to be there, to be able to glance at them. through the crowd and think the sacrifices over the past few years were worth

able

about it. After this, he

family had many businesses to

old, and it would not be too late for him to start a business

most important thing was to give Melora a stable

felt moved. She recalled

“Do you still have the ring? That belongs to the woman I will call my wife.

moved, but like all women, she was not going to give in that

should save your proposal for another woman. You have so many around. you anyway, Mr. Lodge. I’m sure

was stubborn, her

the girl

but he had a son in his care, so he whispered, “Spend the night here. We won’t have

not agree to it at

passed the

him down when Berthold heard them. “I want to stay, Mommy,” he begged.

threw himself into her arms. She always felt that she owed him too much, so she could never turn him down out