"So in Mr. Cobb's view, today's behavior was just a form of entertainment?" Christopher Robinson started to speak, his gaze at Amelia Cobb filled with fury.
Amelia steadied her heart: You know that's not what I meant.
Christopher continued to question: "Then what do you mean?"
The man threw his cigarette into the water glass, gradually approaching Amelia.
"Or are you saying that from the beginning, all of Mr. Cobb's so-called schemes and spy games were fake, and the real plan was to trick me into divorcing you so you could realize your dream of hooking up with a young lover?"
The man's brow furrowed, his eyes gloomy, his gaze at Amelia full of murderous rage.
Amelia had probably sensed in advance that today's situation wouldn't end so easily. Faced with Christopher's pressing questions and steps, she wasn't surprised at all. Instead, she steadied her mind and started to explain everything that happened today.
