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. “Daddy is friends with

“Are you friends with Daddy,

how to answer

Alfred descended

like another relative of his. “Why did you bring him here?” he asked

that night, which was more dazzling than the

extent that he found himself subtly blocking

notice his dark thoughts. “He wants to see you,” she said softly. “In fact,

at

soft cheeks with his stubble. Berthold,

sniffed him, Alfred found

enamored that he would not

you miss me?”

child kissed him

too, had dyed his hair black, and outsiders could not quite see

Alfred sat down with the boy in his arms. Fortunately, those around him were his people, and

gaze fixedly up

he knew she was jealous. “Aren’t you too old to be jealous? You’re somebody’s mother! By

Melora was livid.

she did not

When it was time

Alfred’s heart softened.

whispered something to Berthold, who cheered up once

the underground parking lot, where a black RV was waiting. Leslie was driving

the vehicle and opened the

been waiting for

to see him,”

further. He placed his hand on the roof of the vehicle and stood aside

they sped away.

there were fewer neighbors. “Mr. Lodge’s newly bought house,” Leslie said

hint of joy in his

to look at Alfred, who merely picked up the boy and exited the

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

property in Barnwood could only mean

began

him into the mansion, which had been decorated pleasantly;

the living room, which Berthold was

his coat, revealing a white shirt underneath, and squatted beside the child. “Do you like

up at him.

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

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

“I like it very much, Daddy.”

stroked his head again and chided him affectionately. “Silly boy!”

was a touching

feelings as best as she could as she was

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

couch to sit down and poured

went on gently. “I have some

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

Alfred chuckled.

to touch her hair like he did their son’s. “You’re still jealous! Miss Hopper has been helping me

stubborn, her tongue most of all.

what I meant!”

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

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

he cared about the most to be there, to be able

would be able to step down.

it. After this, he

family had many

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

most important thing was to give Melora a stable

that Melora felt moved. She

voice was hoarse. “Do you still have the ring? That belongs to the woman I will call my wife. It’s

but like all women, she was not

your proposal for another woman. You have so many around. you anyway,

she was stubborn, her

twinkled. There’s the girl I know.

he had a son in his care, so he whispered, “Spend the night

not agree to it at once.

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

Berthold heard them.

child leaped over and threw himself into her arms. She always felt that she owed him too much, so she could never turn him

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