Amanda Smith was about to get out of the car when a dark shadow suddenly emerged from the doorway.
In the dim light, she instantly saw the person standing in front of the car.
Jet-black hair, exquisite face, those beautiful peach-blossom eyes now looked at her darkly and gloomily, making Amanda's heart palpitate. She couldn't understand why Samuel Johnson would be here?
Today was his birthday, and it was still early for him; why had he come back so soon?
And... why hadn't he entered the house yet?
Had he forgotten his keys?
A myriad of thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, but the look in Samuel Johnson's eyes made her feel that something was definitely off.
She had never seen this man look at her with such a sinister and terrifying expression.
Samuel Johnson slowly approached the front of the car and said to Amanda Smith, "Get out."
His tone was colder than the night itself.
