Chapter 27 This is my ex-wife's pajamas

Amelia Garcia: "..."

This skill of blatantly lying with eyes wide open is simply... unparalleled!

Yet, she couldn't expose it either, otherwise her painstakingly concealed identity would reveal itself.

"Miss Norton, if you don't believe it, you can go downstairs and check."

"..." Amelia Garcia was utterly speechless.

"Mama... Mama..." Perhaps the conversation disturbed the child, who was not sleeping soundly, as Hope began to murmur, seemingly about to wake up.

Christopher Hart squeezed past the woman and immediately walked to the large bed: "Baby, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Normally, a little patting would have lulled the child back to sleep, but the man picked up the little girl and held her in his embrace, gently inquiring.

It might have seemed caring and affectionate, but in reality, he intended to wake her up.