Mentioning Kane, Christopher Hart's face immediately darkened, his eyes staring at her turned as cold as frost.
"Really?" he sneered, his lips curling in mockery, "Does he please you that much in bed?"
"Hah, of course!" Amelia Garcia lied without batting an eye, "Not much better than you!"
Christopher became even more infuriated by her provocation, clenching his fists and staring at her, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.
"So you stubbornly refuse to look back because you found a good lover." Anger burning and alcohol rising, he began to speak recklessly, wanting to hurt her.
But Amelia was unruffled, "Say whatever you like."
"You've become promiscuous after a few years abroad."
"What's it to you?"
"As a mother, you think it's glorious to behave improperly?"
"As a father, aren't you just a scumbag too? Have you set a good example for your children?"
She was relentless, throwing back every accusation.