Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 81: Enjoying Her Embrace

Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Enjoying Her Embrace

Amelia Garcia panted, looking at the two exploded cell phones on the ground, one of which was the latest series from some fruit brand, costing at least ten thousand yuan.

And the other, well... was the Rolls-Royce of the cell phone world, a privately customized diamond-studded phone with military-grade security.

That drop probably cost hundreds of thousands.

Christopher Hart pressed on his right shoulder, his cold eyes glanced at the ground and then moved to the woman.

Just now, she had charged at him suddenly, slamming his right shoulder heavily against the wall, causing the injury to spasm painfully.

Usually, she avoided him like the plague, but today, to help that lover escape, she actually threw herself at him!

Although he enjoyed her throwing herself into his arms, the reason behind her initiative reignited his anger.

"Fine, Amelia Garcia, you truly impress me!"

He took several deep breaths to calm himself, afraid that in his great rage, he might kill this woman.

After pausing for a few seconds and slightly controlling his anger, he glanced at the nearly wrecked phones on the floor and said coldly, "Hundreds of thousands gone. Think about how you’ll compensate."

Amelia Garcia, startled, feigned ignorance, "Hundreds of thousands? Are you robbing me?"

Lucas King, with a worried and pained expression, walked over tremblingly and picked up his beloved phone, "Honey, this phone... I just got it—"

"I’ve told you I’m not your wife!"

"I’ve said she’s not the wife!"

Lucas King hadn’t finished his sentence when the two tense individuals suddenly looked at him, emphasizing in unison again.

Their solidarity in adversity scared Lucas King squatting on the ground into stupefaction, his face freezing and his soul nearly leaving his body.

The corridor fell silent, Amelia Garcia’s veins throbbing in her head.

Christopher Hart stared at her, seeing her eagerness to dissociate from him, his fist clenched tighter, the muscles on his face visibly trembling as he gritted his teeth.

Amelia Garcia felt his rage.

But it didn’t matter, Kane had already left, and she had nothing to fear.

Since he knew her identity now, even for his daughter’s sake, he wouldn’t dare do much to her.

However, thinking of her two sons still hiding in the room, her heart instantly leapt to her throat.

With such a commotion outside, she had no idea whether the brothers had heard.

They mustn’t come out!

Or it would be completely over!

Christopher Hart seemed still unaware of the brothers’ existence, so she must figure out a way to leave quickly.

Leaving was the only way to protect the brothers.

After leaving, she would find a way to get Snow Fitch to pick up the kids.

And the nanny, the nanny was sure to arrive soon; if she appeared right now, her cover would be blown...

The more Amelia Garcia thought, the more desperate and panicked she became, but Christopher Hart was too astute; despite her panic, she dared not show it.

What to do, what to do...

Her mind raced, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Lucas King quietly reaching out to pick up Christopher Hart’s phone. Suddenly, she rushed over.

"What are you picking up! Who let you pick that up?" She kicked the phone away once more, then mercilessly, heavily, stamped on it a few times.

"..." Lucas King, frightened into silence, squatted there, completely petrified.

After a while, he slowly raised his head, his eyes shockingly admiring as he looked at the woman who seemed to have gone mad.

Was this truly the genteel and intelligent lady?

He doubted whether the assessment was mistaken!

Christopher Hart watched her actions, finally enraged beyond reason, and stepped forward to grab her, "You’re over the top!"

"I am over the top! So what? No money, but here’s my life! If you dare, throw me in jail!" Amelia Garcia purposely provoked him, stiffening her neck and confronting him.

Unsatisfied after yelling, even as one arm was held by the man, she reached out her leg again and fiercely stomped on the phone a few more times.

The poor, highly-priced phone became even more shattered.

Christopher Hart: "..."

Could it be that she was venting all her anger towards him on a phone?

As the two squared off like roosters, refusing to yield, the elevator door suddenly opened, and a woman stepped out.

It was the nanny!

Amelia Garcia’s mind exploded when she saw the nanny.

Seeing that the nanny seemed about to speak, she quickly thought on her feet, turned her head, and snapped, "What are you looking at? Haven’t you ever seen people argue before?"

The nanny had been tending to the brothers for some time and had never heard Amelia raise her voice before; she was immediately stunned into stillness.

Meanwhile, Christopher Hart was already so angry that veins were bulging on his forehead. Seeing the elevator door starting to close, he stretched his arm to stop it and pushed the woman inside.

Lucas King hurriedly picked up the cellphone and its parts from the ground and quickly followed.

As the elevator door closed, the hallway quieted down. The nanny blinked, recovering her senses, and muttered to herself, "Was that really... Miss Norton?"

Shaking her head, unable to understand, she decided not to think about it anymore.

She glanced at the room numbers to either side, stepped forward, and knocked on the door.

Inside the bedroom, the brothers hid in the closet.

Ethan couldn’t handle the tension; he wanted to peek out several times but was held back by Noah, who also covered his mouth!

"Brother, do you think... it’s Dad who came?"

"Don’t call him Dad, he doesn’t deserve it!"

"Will that man take Mom away?"

"Kane is here; he will know what to do."

"Brother... I’m a bit scared."

"Why be scared? You’re a man!"

"I’m scared of Mom being bullied..."

"Yeah... that’s true," Noah sighed, quickly regained his composure, and reassured, "Don’t worry. As long as that man doesn’t find us, Mom will be fine."

The brothers hiding in the bedroom closet couldn’t hear the knocking outside at all.

The nanny waited for a while; not seeing the door open, she finally pulled out her cellphone to call Amelia Garcia.

Just then, Amelia had been stuffed into a car by Christopher Hart.

The ringtone sounded; she knew it was the nanny calling even without picking up, and her heart leaped into her throat.

As she was figuring out how to convey information without giving anything away, the man snatched her phone abruptly.

"What are you doing!"

"You broke my phone, this one compensates me!" Christopher Hart turned away, avoiding her attempts to grab it back, while looking at the phone’s screen.

He thought the call was from that foreign lover, so he didn’t want her to answer. However, the screen showed "Sister Jones."

Seeing his frozen reaction, Amelia knew what he was thinking and quickly snatched the phone back.

"It’s not Kane, it’s an employee from my company!"

Since it was business-related, Christopher Hart wasn’t domineering enough to prevent her from answering.

"Hello, Sister Jones... yes, wait a bit longer, there’s no rush..."

Standing in the hallway, Sister Jones was utterly confused.

Wait for what? Why isn’t it urgent?

Curious, she asked, "Miss Norton, was that you at the elevator just now?"

"Uh, it’s nothing, don’t worry, just focus on your tasks. That’s all for now; hang up, and if there’s any issue, contact Kane."

The nanny, confused by the seemingly irrelevant responses, racked her brain with questions.

Fortunately, the last phrase "contact Kane" made sense to her, so she called Kane.

However, Kane hadn’t gone to the airport. Shortly after Sister Jones’s call ended, a flamboyantly dressed person emerged from the elevator.

"Hey, Sister Jones!"

The person greeted her, Sister Jones stared at them, her mouth half-open, her expression frozen, taking a while to figure out how to respond.

Kane pushed aside the large wavy wig from his face and lifted his skirt, revealing the pants underneath, laughing, "It’s me, Kane."

"..." Sister Jones was speechless, thinking to herself that foreigners really know how to have fun!