Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 356 Spend The Night 

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.

the child. Thus, she stroked the boy’s head.

puzzled. “Are you friends with

how to answer him.

then, Alfred descended the

another relative of his. “Why did

night, which was

particular, intrigued Alfred to such an extent that he found

notice his dark thoughts. “He wants to see you,” she said softly. “In fact, he insisted on coming! After she spoke, she turned

at her.

and kissed the child, rubbing the boy’s soft cheeks with his stubble. Berthold, still a toddler,

him, Alfred

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

you miss

kissed him shyly.

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

in his arms. Fortunately, those around him were his people, and

her gaze fixedly up on

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, aren’t you

Melora was livid.

not spend much time with him.

was mostly to see her. When it was time for him to go, Berthold gazed

Alfred’s heart softened.

whispered something to Berthold, who

the underground parking lot, where a black RV

out of the vehicle and

Lodge has been waiting for

wants to see him,” Melora

to comment further. He placed his hand on the roof

they sped away.

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

of joy

to look at Alfred, who merely picked

years ago. If she was being honest. with herself, he was a very attractive man. Even if he was not as powerful as

of a property in Barnwood could

heart began racing.

the mansion, which had been decorated pleasantly; it

was even a rocking horse in the living room, which

squatted beside the child. “Do you like it?” he caressed his

up

a 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 children possessed, he knew

Daddy has brought me here to such a large house. He even offered to buy me a Labrador. It’s not the same as

“I like it very

stroked his head again and chided

a touching

concealing her feelings as best as she could as she was reluctant to reveal

over and whispered to her, “Don’t cry! You’re too

the couch to sit

went on gently. “I have

don’t you share it with Miss Hopper?”

Alfred chuckled.

out to touch her hair like he did their son’s. “You’re still jealous! Miss Hopper has been helping me for the past two years. I showed up

stubborn, her tongue most of

not what I

“My project is a success! Equipped with the latest avionic technology, it’s going to launch. next week. I’ll have Leslie arrange for you and Berthold to come have a

I have paid by forsaking the girl I love. Even now, my son is outside calling me Great-uncle Alfred. Soon, we would be

like this, he wanted the one he cared about the most to be there, to be able

able to step

had thought about it. After this, he would resign from every

many businesses

not be too late for him to start a

was to

Melora felt moved. She recalled the diamond

His voice was hoarse. “Do you still have the ring? That belongs to the woman I will call my wife. It’s not easy for me to save up for it,

all women, she was not going to give

proposal for another woman. You have so

her words were

gaze twinkled. There’s the girl I know.

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

did not agree to

had passed the end of the line,

when Berthold heard them. “I want

She always felt that she owed him too much, so she could

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