Chapter 234

Cecilia nodded and then turned to Alston. "Alston, the reporters have left. You can drive back now. It's late, so drive carefully." Alston stared, his lazy demeanor suddenly vanished. "You want me to leave at this hour?" This sentence escaped Alston’s lips before he could filter it through his brain. Both Cecilia and Alston were momentarily stunned by his words. Especially Alston, his handsome face flashed between pale and green. Did Cecilia interpret his words as an indirect request to stay? Cecilia must be feeling pleased with herself. She didn’t even need to persuade him; he had subtly indicated his willingness to stay. Cecilia seemed composed, but inside, she must be secretly delighted! Taking a drag of his cigarette, Alston couldn't mask the coldness on his face. But Alston didn't plan to continue being melodramatic. He reached for the car door handle, but Cecilia's voice floated over, light as a feather, "Alston, I saw you hadn't moved in the car, so I thought you didn't want to