Chapter 279 The Scar on Back Head

Of course, Cynthia would believe it. Even though Alston lost his memory, he was the same person who didn't care to lie because of his pride! "Then tell me truthfully. Where did the children come from! Or..." Cynthia lowered her voice, deliberately making a rough voice to threaten him. "Or what..." With smiling eyes, Alston looked gentler and more charming than his usual indifferent and terrifying appearance. Cynthia was very angry that he still wanted to seduce her at that moment. "Or you can't sleep in my bed tonight!" Alston laughed harder, "So, if I'm honest, will you allow me to sleep in your bed tonight?" As Alston said, he directly held her waist with his big and thin hand. As soon as he did, he thought to himself, "So skinny." He felt he could have her waist with one hand. Alston thought of the photo of Cynthia and him together that he saw at home when he entered the door. At