Chapter 363

Marian followed closely behind Alston, his expression icy. Keep your distance and don't waste time on her and Gladys? The hospital room was arranged, the surgery, he had invited leading experts for Cecilia, and now he was of no use to her, kicked aside with a single blow! Is there such an easy way out in this world? Alston walked ahead, Marian followed behind. He slipped a hand into his pocket, his tall figure casting an eerie shadow under the lights. He took out his phone and made a call, his tone in Nocturnal Club particularly cold. "Boyce, help me arrange a dinner with the director of C Hospital." ... From the café, Cecilia carried Gladys all the way to the hospital entrance. Along the way, Gladys didn't say a word. Cecilia, panting, stopped, and Gladys finally spoke. "Mom, do my eyes really have anything to do with Aunt Marian?" "Is she like the wicked queen in fairy tales, poisoning Gladys with an apple?" The words "wicked queen" and "poisoning" made Cecilia laugh, easing the tens