Alston's complexion stiffened as he found himself comparing Brian to himself.
The expression on his face became even more strained.
Alston's silence puzzled Gladys, who was sitting in the passenger seat.
After a moment, she reached out her chubby hand and grabbed Alston's sleeve, whispering, "Daddy, are you jealous?"
Alston's eyebrows twitched at Gladys' words. He let out a cold laugh and retorted without hesitation, "Jealous? Ridiculous! Why would I be jealous?"
Seeing Alston's rebuttal, Gladys scanned him with a puzzled expression and asked softly, "Then why did you bump into Uncle Brian just now, if you're not jealous?"
Alston choked for a moment, his gaze swept over Gladys.
The girl was staring at him intently, her big eyes seemingly adorned with stars.
She was looking at him so intently, making Alston feel like he was deceiving a child by not speaking the truth.