Chapter 205

Alston led Cecilia and Gladys towards the parking lot and found his car. After placing Gladys in Cecilia’s arms, he lit a cigarette, opened the car door, and gestured for Cecilia to get in. "Get in the car!" he ordered. Cecilia didn’t argue. This area was too far from the city, surrounded by mountains, and few cars passed by. Moreover, the nearby mountain had just experienced a landslide, making it impossible to catch a cab. She had intended to call for a ride, but with Gladys being so young and frightened today, Cecilia didn’t want to cause more trouble. Alston drove out of the house. The Maserati handled well, driving smoothly on the mountain roads. Gladys, nestled in Cecilia’s arms, soon fell asleep. The dim lights from outside seeped into the car, allowing Cecilia to see Gladys’s unnaturally pale face. Her heart ached as she looked up at Alston, who was driving. "Didn’t you tell me to get lost? What’s the meaning of this now?" she asked. Alston’s eyes narrowed. "What do you mean by