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Chapter 158: President Hart Sets a Trap for His Ex-Wife

Chapter 158: Chapter 158: President Hart Sets a Trap for His Ex-Wife

The press conference had ended late at night.

After busying herself with everything, Amelia Garcia finally had a moment to quietly reflect on the day.

The autumn new product launch was very successful; all limited editions were sold out, and there were numerous orders waiting for delivery.

Everyone had worked hard for a long time and had finally received satisfactory rewards.

After the press conference had ended, she checked the sales list and learned that Christopher Hart had spent nearly a million to purchase three sets of jewelry.

His original intention to return to the country was because he and Lily Garcia planned to get married and wanted to customize a complete set of wedding jewelry.

Unexpectedly, not only did the order fall through, but his fiancée had a major setback and was now facing prison.

After all their twists and turns, they had each returned to their own paths, and now he was supporting her business in this way.

Everything seemed to have come full circle.

However, purchasing three sets at once, she had heard that some were gifts for Hope, but the rest... were they for that female celebrity?

She had thought that after being burned once by Lily Garcia, he would be more cautious in choosing a partner.

It turned out that his problem with "blindness" hadn’t changed at all.

This popular little actress looked innocent and charming, but was actually deeply scheming.

She had reviewed the surveillance footage in the banquet hall afterwards and, sure enough, found the popular little actress lingering behind her for a long time; just as she turned around, the actress bumped into her with a plate in hand.

Different people, but nearly the same tricks.

It seemed that the actress had already heard some rumors and had deliberately sought an opportunity to assert her dominance in front of her.

After all, who wouldn’t want to latch onto a wealthy man like Christopher Hart?

Just look, a single gesture from him amounted to jewelry worth hundreds of thousands.

Of course, she had to clear up the background and remove a "love rival."

Having pondered all this, Amelia couldn’t describe her feelings.

The man she had once loved wholeheartedly now had questionable tastes, which was truly sigh-inducing.

What made her even more worried and nervous was Noah’s appearance.

Even now, recalling it sent shivers through her.

And it was thanks to Christopher’s "blindness"; otherwise, she wouldn’t have known how to cover up and hide the existence of their son.

And once he found out, their recently clarified relationship might become entangled again.

And then there was the Hart Family.

Although they didn’t care much for Hope, if they knew that there were also two boys born that year, they would undoubtedly do everything to take them back.

The more Amelia thought about it, the more nervous she became, and she couldn’t help but hold her face in her hands, take a deep breath, and calm herself.

Footsteps approached from behind, and she quickly composed herself and turned around to see Kane.

"Is the meeting over?" After the press conference, there was a work summary meeting; Kane knew she was tired, so he took the task upon himself and had a brief meeting with his colleagues.

"Yes. There’s nothing much to say, we’ll talk at the celebration party tomorrow night." Kane walked over to the bar counter, poured her a glass of water, and tenderly asked, "Are you too tired? Maybe stay at the hotel tonight."

"No, I want to go back and see the kids." Amelia brightened up and gave a small smile.

Kane knew her too well and reassured her, "Don’t worry, they are safe. And that person should be pretty busy now, probably not dwelling on other things, right?"

His English, though not as profound as our Chinese, was still clear to her.

Taking such a beautiful woman home, and having given her such valuable jewelry, how could she not reciprocate with her affections?

With that thought, he should be done with his business and exhaustedly asleep by now.

Amelia glanced at Kane, speechless.

Kane touched his nose sheepishly, embarrassed for a moment, then composed himself and asked like a gentleman, "When we go back to Zurich, may I make our relationship public?"

Amelia was startled, looked at him, and grew flustered.

Making their relationship public...

That would mean there was no turning back.

And she hadn’t yet decided if she wanted to spend her life with this man.

"Kane, I..."

"It’s just making our relationship public, not asking you to marry me right away. You still have the choice."

His words made Amelia feel even guiltier.

Meaning, she could ask for a breakup in the future.

"If you don’t say anything, I’ll take it as a yes." Kane smiled happily and then took her hand on his own initiative, "Let’s go, let’s head back."

The two left the hotel hand in hand, unnoticed by the gossipmongers lurking in the corner.

——

The next day.

Amelia was still sleeping in when her phone rang.

She grabbed her phone with tired eyes, "Hello, Snow... what’s up so early?"

Snow Fitch’s voice was gleeful, "Haha, that popular celebrity was dumped by Christopher Hart!"

"Hmm?" Amelia was slow to respond to this abrupt statement.

"Aw, come on, the popular little flower who deliberately bumped into you with a drink at the press conference last night, Christopher Hart’s new flame..."

"Hmm, what about her?"

"They were caught by someone. Last night, Christopher Hart took her out of the hotel but then kicked her out of the car. Tsk tsk, she was crying so sadly in the photos."

Amelia woke up significantly, "You mean Christopher Hart didn’t take her back last night?"

"Definitely not! They must have broken up right after the event!"

What a jerk...

"However, the popular little flower had a jewelry box in her hand; it seems the breakup gift was quite generous, she didn’t lose out."

Amelia hadn’t responded yet when her phone indicated an incoming call.

She checked it and frowned.

"Snow, Christopher Hart is calling me, hold on..."

"Haha, you better take it! I bet he is regretting letting you go last night, lamenting his blindness for divorcing you back then!"

"..." Amelia couldn’t bother to respond to her friend’s wild speculations and answered the waiting call.

"Hello?"

"Haven’t you gotten up yet?" From the other side, the man’s deep and mellow voice sounded steady.

Amelia flopped back onto her bed, hand on her forehead, "What is it, just get to the point."

"Don’t you remember what you agreed to?" he countered.

Amelia opened her eyes and sat up again.

What had she agreed to?

Seeing her silence, the man reminded her, "What did you tell your daughter yesterday? She got up early waiting for you to pick her up, and she’s not happy now because you haven’t shown up."

Amelia suddenly realized, closed her eyes, hurriedly got out of bed, and apologized, "Sorry, I forgot! I’ve been really busy these days, I just couldn’t help but sleep in today. I’ll get ready right away."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she remembered something and hesitated, "Or... could your bodyguard bring Hope over?"

"Fuller is out on my behalf."

"What about the driver?"

"The driver is on a day off."

"..." Amelia seriously doubted his excuses.

But before she could voice her suspicion, Christopher Hart cut in, "If you don’t want to come pick her up, we can talk about it next time. I’ll take Hope to the office."

With the conversation reaching this point, as a mother, she dared not refuse and promptly assured, "I’m heading out right now, as quickly as I can. Ask Hope to wait a bit longer."