Chapter 186

Cecilia's hand paused, suddenly realizing that she might have misunderstood Alston’s intentions. Meanwhile, Alston, having been slapped twice by Cecilia in one day, had a cold, wintry look in his eyes, devoid of any warmth. He held back his anger, thinking of Gladys, and his rage subsided. Alston glanced at Cecilia and reached for his phone, his lean arm tightly holding Cecilia to prevent her from making any more sudden moves. “Alston, what are you doing?” Cecilia remembered Boyce’s phone number and her pupils constricted as she heard Alston’s voice. “What am I doing? You suspect me, don’t you? I don’t want to leave any evidence for you to catch me with,” Alston sneered. “I’m going to inform my accomplices to clean up the mess.” Cecilia’s movements stilled. She looked at Alston, feeling as though a cold wind had pierced her heart, making her shiver despite the summer heat. The phone quickly connected. “Hello, who is this?” Boyce’s voice came through. “It’s me,” Alston’s tone was cold a