Chapter 35

The car drove past Alston, who rubbed his temples. Before Cecilia got in, he clearly saw the driver's sinister expression flash across his face. Clearly not a good person. He refused to believe Cecilia hadn't noticed anything wrong with the taxi driver! Today felt surreal to Alston. Not only did he interfere and take Gladys from the police station, but he also rescued Cecilia from the Nocturnal Club. Maybe he needed to get his head checked at the hospital! Glancing at his elegant wristwatch, it was past two in the morning. He had spent almost four hours with Cecilia! What a waste of his time! He sighed and walked into the hospital parking lot. With few people around and hardly any cars, he easily spotted his out-of-place Maserati among the others. Alston got in, started the engine, and drove out of the hospital. The hospital's location wasn't ideal; the road ahead was dark, barely visible. He felt an inexplicable agitation, the taxi driver's lewd grin lingering in his mind. Soft, melod