Chapter 182

At that moment, Regina was emotionally shattered and didn't have much strength, but Cecilia's skin was so delicate that it still left a mark. Alston turned his head and stared at Cecilia's face, his expression inscrutable. His gaze was so intense it felt like a blade, making Cecilia's hair stand on end. After a while, he suddenly laughed, "Your face looks really good today!" Cecilia's lips twitched—getting slapped looks good? Alston's words were blunt, clearly showing his disdain for her. Over the years, Alston’s manners and etiquette had been top-notch, even among the upper class. Yet he always had a problem with her! She chuckled but didn't respond. Alston drove with a nonchalant air, his mind filled with the image of the handprint on Cecilia’s face. Although it was faint and barely visible, it still bothered him. He felt that Cecilia’s face shouldn’t look like this. It should be flawless, as white as porcelain, like a doll! He frowned, finding a justification. Cecilia was a part of