Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 80: The Lover or the Daughter, Which Will You Choose?

Chapter 80: Chapter 80: The Lover or the Daughter, Which Will You Choose?

Christopher!

How did he find this place?

On the way here, she was extremely cautious, turned her car around several times to make sure no one was following her before she arrived!

Amelia Garcia leaned against the door, her heart leaping to her throat!

She felt an unprecedented panic!

What to do, what to do?

Will Ethan and Noah be discovered by him?

Kane looked at her actions, his face darkened, and he instantly understood.

Without asking any questions, he quickly grabbed the brothers and rushed them into the bedroom.

Outside the door, Christopher Hart stood with Lucas King.

Seeing the woman panic and slam the door shut, President Hart let out a cold laugh and shouted, "Are you planning to hide inside forever and never come out?"

Amelia Garcia tightly closed her eyes, her heart beating furiously, her mind a whirlwind of confusion.

Did he come alone looking for Kane, or did he know about the brothers and come for the children?

"You have one minute to decide whether to open the door yourself, or shall I have the police break it down?"

In the living room, Kane hid the children and looked around, then stuffed everything related to the kids into drawers.

Seeing the woman lose her composure completely, he walked over, placed his large hand on her shoulder to pat her, and said softly, "I’ll go out, don’t worry, nothing will happen."

Amelia Garcia frowned anxiously and shook her head, "No, he will really—"

Before she finished, Kane took her by the hand, turned her around, and opened the door.

He didn’t let go of her hand; the two of them stood closely together in front of Christopher Hart.

Lucas King, observing the scene, unconsciously looked toward his boss.

Not surprisingly, he saw a chilling murderous intent in his boss’s eyes.

"Come back with me, and I’ll let him off the hook. Otherwise, the police will be here soon. Kidnapping children, three to five years inside wouldn’t be too harsh," Christopher Hart’s voice was ice cold, void of any warmth, even his gaze was intimidating.

Amelia Garcia was scared to death but was determined that this man probably didn’t have direct evidence, so she retorted firmly, "What gives you the right to say he kidnapped children? Just because you, Christopher Hart, are in River City, does that mean your word is law? You say who’s guilty and they’re guilty?"

Lucas King inwardly gasped.

Mrs. really did seem like a completely different person compared to four years ago!

Kane was nervous and whispered into her ear in English, "Slow down when you talk, I can’t understand if you’re too fast."

Christopher Hart, seeing him get closer to her, clenched his hanging hand tighter.

If it weren’t for the injury on his right arm, he wouldn’t have let this foreigner get the better of him and was almost ready to throw a punch.

Amelia Garcia glared at Kane.

Is this really the time to learn Chinese?

Looking at Christopher Hart’s expression, he might even want to kill him!

Exhausting...

What a mess of a day!

"It’s the police’s job to find evidence. What I need to do is send him in."

Christopher Hart dropped these words, his gaze fixed intensely on the woman, unblinking, then slowed his tone, "So—are you trying to protect a suspect?"

Amelia Garcia stiffened her neck, stepped forward, and stood in front of Kane, "If you’re going to arrest someone, arrest me then. I orchestrated all of this; I’m the mastermind, okay?"

Christopher Hart smirked coldly, "You think you can escape being involved? Lucas King!"

"Yes, President Hart, I’ll call right now," Lucas King took out his phone.

But Amelia Garcia was also quick, before he could dial, she suddenly grabbed Lucas King’s phone.

"Madam!"

"I’m not any ’madam’!"

"She’s not the wife!"

Lucas King blurted out, but Amelia Garcia and Christopher Hart almost simultaneously denied it.

The next second, their eyes met.

Amelia’s eyes held an indescribable complexity. Although it was the truth, his words still sounded hurtful.

Christopher looked at her with a disdainful scorn.

He hated.

He hated how he had expressed himself, how he had made several overtures to her that she ignored.

And yet, here she was, glued to this foreigner, even stepping in to take the blame for him.

What kind of woman, who behaves like this, deserves to be his wife? Hah!

The atmosphere turned awkward for a moment. Amelia was clearly at a disadvantage and renegotiated, "Hope has already safely returned. Now, in these troubled times, must you persist on this matter?"

"Safely returned? She’s your own daughter, don’t you feel pain seeing her suffer? If it weren’t for this guy taking Hope away and neglecting her, how would she have gotten sick and run a fever?"

"This... Children getting sick is very normal."

"It might be normal for others, but for Hope, it’s something that could endanger her life!"

Christopher stressed this point, leaving Amelia suddenly unable to refute.

Yes, her daughter had premature lungs and sustained sequelae.

Every illness and cold was dangerous for her.

But...

Seeing that she was speechless, Christopher scoffed again, "Nothing to say now? Whose more important, your lover or your daughter?"

Amelia exploded, "Watch your words!"

The man ignored her, taking out his phone.

Amelia glanced at it, then suddenly lunged to snatch it.

But Christopher was prepared; before she could reach it, he had lifted his arm high, skillfully evading her.

Amelia felt backed into a corner, determined not to let Kane be captured or go to jail. She threw caution to the wind!

She shoved Christopher, crashing into him with all her might, wrapping her arms around his waist and pinning him against the wall.

Turning her head, she saw Kane rooted to the spot, seemingly stunned and terrified, she yelled, "What are you waiting for? Go! To the airport! Hurry!"

She shouted in English, Kane understood, but...

—For a woman to charge forward and clear the path for him felt utterly humiliating.

"Kane, don’t worry about me, he won’t do anything to me, I—" Kane felt he needed to man up, not to be looked down upon by a romantic rival.

But before he could finish, Amelia erupted, "Stop the nonsense! If you really get caught, I’m doomed too! Just go!"

Kane’s presence was her Achilles’ heel.

Christopher held leverage over Amelia with Kane’s involvement.

Kane suddenly realized what was at stake.

But still... to flee the battlefield, letting a woman pave the way for him, was really...

"Go!" Amelia was frantic.

"Okay! I’m going... Take care!" Kane finally made up his mind, hurriedly left those words behind, and pressed the elevator button.

Lucas looked on like a fool, completely stunned throughout the ordeal.

Not until Kane disappeared into the elevator and he blinked to regain his senses, did he turn to look at the man and woman "wrestling" against the wall, "President Hart..."

Before he could finish, Amelia jumped up, reached Christopher’s raised phone, along with the one she was already holding – Lucas’s phone—and without hesitation, smashed them fiercely on the ground!

With a "crash," Lucas watched the bravely sacrificed phones, his eyes almost popping out.

This...