Chapter 17

Alston pursed his lips and suddenly spoke, "Cecilia, you're the star of tonight. It wouldn't be right if you didn't have a drink!" A pang of disappointment stabbed Cecilia's heart before she could even process her feelings. Sandy giggled coyly, half covering her mouth, and added fuel to the fire, "Yeah, it's just a few drinks, right?" Everyone knew the relationship between Sandy and Cecilia, and within the FC Group, there was no shortage of speculation about the dynamics between her and Alston. The drama between mistress and wife was never lacking in this world. Cecilia looked up towards Alston. He lazily reclined on the sofa in the private room, bathed in colorful lights that carved his face ruggedly handsome, aloof, yet indifferent. Meeting her gaze, Alston's eyebrow twitched. He hoped to see a hint of weakness or pleading in her eyes, but found none. What he detested most was Cecilia's seemingly invincible and assertive demeanor. His anger nearly tore his heart in half. Cecilia sudd