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.

Thus, she stroked the boy’s head.

puzzled. “Are you friends

how

Alfred descended the

relative of his. “Why did you bring him here?”

gown that night, which was more dazzling than

in particular, intrigued Alfred to such an extent that he found himself subtly

said softly. “In fact, he

glanced at

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

sniffed him, Alfred found

it was fortunate that he did not live with the boy, or he would be so enamored that he would not be able to do much else with his

miss me?”

kissed him

Alfred, too, had dyed his hair black, and outsiders could not quite see the resemblance.

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

fixedly

he knew she was jealous. “Aren’t you too old to be jealous? You’re somebody’s mother! By the way, aren’t you cold from

Melora was livid.

not spend much time with

time for him to go, Berthold gazed at him

Alfred’s heart softened.

to Berthold, who

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

got out of the vehicle and opened the door for

Lodge has been

to see him,”

the roof of

after, they sped

residential area where there were fewer neighbors. “Mr. Lodge’s

was a hint of

Alfred, who merely picked up

he was a

a property in Barnwood could only mean

began

had been decorated pleasantly; it did not look like a

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

shirt underneath, and squatted beside the child. “Do you like

gazed up at him.

he had 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 how different he was from the

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

like it very much,

and

was a touching

as best as she could as she was reluctant to reveal

he walked over and whispered to her, “Don’t cry!

pulled her to the couch to sit down and poured her some milk.

on gently. “I have some good news to share with you.”

don’t you share it with

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 to support

stubborn, her tongue most

not what

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

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

able to glance at them. through the crowd and think the sacrifices over the

be able to

this, he would resign

family had many businesses to manage.

not be too late for him to start a business venture from scratch.

to give Melora a stable future.

sincere that Melora felt moved. She recalled the

as well. His voice was hoarse. “Do you still have the ring? That belongs to the woman I will call my

but like all women, she was not going to

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

stubborn, her words were

There’s the girl I know.

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

did not agree to it

from him for several years. Though she had passed the end of the line, she had been hurt

down when Berthold heard them.

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

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