Chapter 403

Alston closed his phone and glanced at Gladys. Despite the bandage covering her eyes, her small, distinct mouth reminded him so much of Cecilia. This was undeniably his and Cecilia's daughter. All evidence pointed to this undeniable fact.

Feeding Gladys a bite of food, Alston's focus remained on her. Gladys smiled and said, "Daddy, their food isn't as good as what I make. When I get better, I'll cook for you, okay?"

Alston's eyes darkened. "How did you learn to cook at such a young age?"

"Mommy was often not home because she was busy. She hired a nanny, but the nanny wouldn't feed me and even hit me. So, I learned to cook and made food for Mommy. She was amazing and found out the nanny was a bad person..." Gladys explained.