Amelia Garcia stared at him without speaking.
For a long while, her gaze shifted to the phone he was holding in his palm.
She speculated, could that call just now have something to do with Lily Garcia?
Had she finally agreed to annul the engagement?
But wasn't her leg broken?
Wasn't she trying to extort Christopher Hart to death?
Her mouth moved, and she instinctively wanted to reply "unwilling," but as she was about to speak, she remembered the vicious oath she had just sworn—never to say another word to this thug!
So, with a cold look, she glanced at the man, remained silent, and turned her head away indifferently to continue looking out the window.
Christopher Hart: "..."
The carriage was silent, deathly still.
After a long time, seeing that she had no intention of responding, the man absentmindedly nodded, the side of his handsome face marked with harsh lines from grinding his teeth.
Very well, very well!
This woman... truly didn't see him in her eyes.