Chapter 201: Taking a Poisonous Oath to Prove Innocence

He spoke with excitement, his expression solemn, his eyes fixed intently on the woman.

Amelia Garcia looked at him very calmly yet didn't say a word.

Christopher Hart understood immediately, a trace of despair flickered in his eyes, "You don't believe me..."

The woman's expression slightly froze, and her delicate, attractive brows furrowed.

Actually, it wasn't that she didn't believe him.

She knew what kind of temper this man had; he might be a scoundrel, but he was a scoundrel with principles.

He would never deny what he had done, and he would never admit what he hadn't, even if it killed him.

This was Christopher Hart, after all, arrogant and unruly, always aloof. When had he ever cared about how others saw him?

So, why bother lying?

Lily Garcia must have dreamt of crawling into his bed, but with his taste—honestly, he wouldn't fancy that kind of woman.

After all, he was the man who had slept beside her for over three years.

His palate had long since become discerning.