Chapter 92

Second-floor study. Cecilia followed Corin into the room. She glanced around the environment, which was similar to the first-floor study. Behind the desk were several rows of bookshelves, filled with various books, along with a desk and two armchairs. Although simple, it exuded an inexplicable solemnity. Corin led her to one of the armchairs. "Sit." Cecilia nodded, and they both sat down. Corin poured her a glass of water from the teapot on the table. "Dad, did you call me up here for something?" Corin shook his head. "No." Cecilia was puzzled. Corin's temper was particularly mild when facing her, even though he was still simmering with anger. "There's no one else here. Tell me the truth, does the domestic violence incident have anything to do with Alston?" Cecilia shook her head. Alston had always disdained hitting women, and that hadn't changed over the years! Corin's tone softened when he looked at Cecilia, even though he was still angry. "Cecilia, did your mom and Alston say someth