Chapter 344: Chapter 344 Who Is More Attractive 2

When they were on their way back, the street lights had already been switched on.

Crystal weakly leaned back in the seat. When she thought about how they had neglected their children to do those passionate activities, her face flushed.

Once in a while, Henry would turn to look at her.

He found her pretty when she blushed.

Right then, the phone in the glove compartment rang. He picked up the call.

It was Leslie.

Leslie gave him a quick greeting before diving into the main topic. “Henry, I don’t know where Miss Dynah received the news from, but she managed to find out about Mr. Lodge and is trying to find a way to meet him.”

Henry asked, “What’s Uncle Alfred’s response?”

With a smile on his lips, Leslie replied, “Mr. Lodge says to wait and see what happens. The coal mining business owners all have dirty secrets, but we’ll have to work our way into their systems before we can get any evidence of their deeds and get rid of them once and for all. Otherwise, our attacks will only be as harmful as an ant’s bite.”

Although Leslie was smiling as he spoke, Henry could tell how vicious Leslie and Alfred were.

Alfred had always been one to clean up a mess properly.

“I’ll leave this to Uncle Alfred, then. Hmm? Berthold? Sure. I’ll ask Crystal to bring him over tomorrow.”

Henry ended the call.

He did not mention Clementine, for Clementine was truly an individual Henry could not talk about.

“Uncle Alfred misses Berthold. You bring him to the hotel tomorrow.”

Crystal hummed in response.

Henry glanced at her a few more times before clearing his throat. “Are you still mad?”

Crystal turned away from him awkwardly.

Henry did not force her to speak. He only held her hand before asking her, “Crystal, you were rather enthusiastic today. Was it because of the wine, or was it because we were in the condominium unit?”

If it was because of the condominium unit, he would make their visits there more frequent.

Crystal was a bit mortified.

Henry chuckled in response.

He thought that it should have been easy for his former self to like Crystal.

She was quite the troublemaker.

The had to pull many strings before she managed to get in contact with Alfred.

It took her an equal amount of effort to finally get to speak to Alfred’s secretary. Anxiously, she asked Leslie, “Could you please ask Mr. Lodge again if he’s free to meet me?”

Leslie smiled. “Mr. Lodge will be dealing with private matters today, so he won’t be meeting anyone.”

Clementine decided to go all out.

She was a pretty woman, and youthful, too. She kept seducing Leslie with her body, hinting to him that she would sleep with him if things went well.

Leslie was used to tactics like hers.

He placed an arm around her shoulders and said affectionately, “Clemmy, I won’t go against my principles. like this.” After a moment of contemplation, he went on. “But you can technically say we come from the same hometown. Jerry’s matter is my business too. Well, why don’t I bring you in later? You can just ask Mr. Lodge for whatever you want.”

Clementine was grateful for that.

She followed Leslie into a suite.

There were four bodyguards clad in black guarding the room.

The gears in Clementine’s mind whirred. If she could get into Alfred’s good books, then Jerry would be able to get any projects he wanted. She could also easily advance in any career she picked.

While she was mulling over that, Leslie opened the door and led her in.

The room was quiet. Two people on the mat-an adult and a child-were playing with building blocks.

The man looked like he was in his late thirties. He had a handsome face, and he seemed like a gentleman, not at all like the cruel reputation he had.

The child, on the other hand, looked like he was four.

His skin was fair, and he, too, had handsome features. Clementine found the boy’s face a little familiar. Leslie bowed slightly and said, “Mr. Lodge, Miss Dynah wants to ask you a favor.”

“Didn’t I say I’m not going to meet anyone today?” Alfred did not lift his head when he spoke with a hint of reproach in his tone.

Leslie stiffened as a troubled look crossed his face.

Clementine quickly said, “Mr. Lodge, I know you’re a busy man. I came because of my husband, and this is something you’ll gain from as well.”

Alfred finally lifted his head.

He quietly studied the woman before him. She looked like a decent woman, but he could see traces of her slyness in her eyes.

He would not have bothered himself with someone like her, but she was a threat to Crystal.

He was not going to let anyone like her go.

Alfred flashed her a smile before sitting on the couch. Leslie quickly served him coffee.

Clementine froze when she saw that.

Does he think he’s a king?

Right then, Berthold whined in displeasure. “Great-uncle Alfred, are you not going to play with me. anymore?”

It was Alfred’s turn to freeze.

Just a moment ago, the boy had called him “Daddy.”

He crouched back down and patiently interacted with the boy.

Seeing that, Clementine quickly took out a stack of notes and put it into an envelope before giving it to Berthold as a monetary gift.

Berthold was used to a life of impoverishment.

He looked at the monetary gift and turned to Alfred. “Great-uncle Alfred, can I buy lots of milkshakes with this?”

Alfred patted his head. “Milkshakes should be consumed sparingly.”

Berthold sniffled. As he played with his toys, he muttered, “Mommy couldn’t afford it. She would always buy a cup for me, but she never bought a cup for herself.”

Alfred frowned.

What Clementine said to him later was lost to him. He merely waved his hand and signaled Leslie to take the appropriate actions.

Skilled in fooling others, Leslie soon convinced Clementine that she had somehow managed to get into. Alfred’s good books.

Leslie was polite when he led Clementine out of the suite.

Clementine thanked him profusely, thinking of Leslie as someone on her side. When she headed downstairs, she became even more certain of her bright future. In fact, she was starting to think less of her nouveau riche husband.

Coincidentally, Crystal was on the first floor of the hotel, drinking coffee with Melora who was seated across from her.

Assuming that she was already on the same level as Crystal and Melora, Clementine deliberately approached them and said, “Crystal, I didn’t expect to see you here.”

Crystal furrowed her brows when she saw Clementine, If not for what Clementine had done, Henry would not have taken her away and would not have been so jealous all the time.

He should have been the cause of their issues, yet now, it was as though her past relationship with Robert was the origin of their issues.

Clementine sneered, “Crystal, you just seem like you’re living the good life. I’m sure your life sucks in private. I believe Henry will get sick of you soon, and you’re going to end up getting kicked out of the Miller family.”

Melora turned to look at Clementine speechlessly.

Where did this crazy woman come from?

Crystal only put a small smile on her lips and dismissed her words.

Right then, Leslie brought Berthold down. Berthold immediately threw himself into Melora’s arms. “Mommy.”

Clementine was visibly stunned.

Why would the boy from Alfred’s suite call Melora “Mommy”?

With a smile, Leslie said, “Oh, Miss Dynah, you know each other? Please allow me to introduce you to Crystal, Mr. Lodge’s niece and the eldest daughter of the Lodge family.”

Clementine’s face scrunched up.

She knew that Crystal had powerful backing, but she had never thought she was part of Alfred’s family.

Right then, Alfred came downstairs as well.

The first thing he did was ruffle the boy’s hair. Then, he turned to Crystal. “Why are you like Berthold? Why aren’t you taking care of yourself? The temperature is so low, but you’re not covering your legs! You have to care for more things than just your looks, you know?”

With that, he took off his blazer and draped it over Crystal’s legs.

He even patted her head once he did that.

The way he treated her way was identical to the way he treated Berthold.

Before Crystal could say anything, Alfred had already left with Leslie. When Alfred got into the car, he texted Melora: Are you jealous?

Melora did not want to respond to him, but she could not stop herself from typing: Who? Me?

It took a while before Alfred replied: Crystal’s a junior in the family, and you’re jealous of her?

Melora was speechless.

He deliberately draped his blazer over her earlier, right? It’s so that he can send this message to me. However, someone else was far more concerned about Alfred’s action than Melora. It was Clementine.

She originally looked down on Crystal, but when she saw how Alfred, a man of power, was so concerned about Crystal and doted on her, she nearly broke down.

Why does Crystal get everything? She’s got mental issues, but she comes from a powerful family. That’s why Henry won’t leave her!

Crystal took a sip of her coffee and smiled at Clementine.

“Clementine, if you get a divorce with your husband now, you may be able to keep your assets.”

Clementine gritted her teeth. “Are you doing this on purpose, Crystal?”

Crystal lowered her gaze.

A beat later, she looked back at Clementine. “You destroyed Madison’s family, but you got married years later. In a way, things turned out well for you. Yet, you still intend to hurt others and seduce Henry. Tell me, Clementine. Are you doing this on purpose?”

Clementine did not know what to say.

Right then, she received a message from Leslie, who told her that Alfred would still work with her husband despite his familial ties with Crystal.

Clementine felt alive again.

As she locked her phone, she looked at Crystal arrogantly and uttered, “Just you wait!”

Crystal watched her leave.

Once she was gone, Melora asked, “Crystal, is she someone important to you?”

Crystal shook her head. It took her a while before she replied, “She disgusts me. She hurt Madison so much back then, and she’s doing the same thing again. No good ending awaits someone like her.”

Not wanting to continue the topic, she picked up Alfred’s blazer and passed it to Melora.

Melora tensed up for a second.

Crystal said with a smile, “Uncle Alfred wanted to drape this over you. He was just using me to send a message. He was afraid you’d be cold.”

Melora’s face turned red.

The blazer that still had the man’s scent was in her hands, and there was something hard in the pocket.

When she fished it out, she realized it was a velvet box, Melora opened it carefully.