Chapter 435

Conrad sneered, "What an intimidating presence!" He roughly shoved his agent aside, straightened his coat, and fixed a cold, sharp gaze on Alston. "Where is Cecilia?" This wasn't the first time Conrad had asked this question. Alston lifted his eyelids slightly and replied, "You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? We're divorced. She's a woman who annoys me just by the sight of her. Why would I care where she is now?" "Mr. Big Star, do you always go back to check which garbage dump your discarded shoes end up in?" Conrad faltered, clearly angered, but as he looked at the man in front of him—who was speaking the harshest words—he noticed that there was no spark in Alston's eyes. Conrad had never married anyone he despised, but he had acted in enough roles to know that getting rid of a long-hated woman shouldn't leave someone's eyes red and their face ashen. He actually found himself feeling sorry for Alston. "Fine, I won't ask. I'll reach out to Cecilia myself. By the way, your divor