Chapter 235

Alston emerged from the master bedroom to find Cecilia and Gladys sitting in the living room, apparently doing homework. Cecilia, in loose home clothes, leaned against Gladys. As soon as he stepped out, Alston caught a whiff of faint food aroma in the air. Hearing the movement, Cecilia turned her head slightly, her eyes clear and clean. "Alston, are you awake?" Alston's expression darkened. He habitually wore a displeased look. "You're really idle. Do you plan not to go to work, relying on being a privileged connection?" The words "privileged connection" were heavily bitten. Cecilia paused, turning to look at Alston. He stood in a backlight, his long eyelashes tinted with a layer of fine golden light from the sun streaming in. She could only see the soft glow on his eyelashes and hear the icy coldness in Alston's tone. Cecilia didn't respond, and Alston sneered. Was she rendered speechless by his insight? He had merely said yesterday that he was the master of Moonlight Manor, and Cecil