Amanda Smith watched the scene before her, her brows knitting slightly.
She didn't understand why the addition of one more person would cause Samuel Johnson to make such a fuss.
"Don't be afraid," the man said softly, taking her hand and playing with her fingers. "It will all be over soon. As long as she's here, she won't be able to leave. Whatever she told you, I can just ask her later."
"......" Amanda lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Listening to his voice, a chill suddenly surged from the bottom of her heart that she couldn't ignore.
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Crisp sounds of high heels suddenly resonated from the dark rear entrance of the hotel.
A slender figure unexpectedly appeared in this dimly-lit corner, far from the clamor of the hall. The woman's footsteps were light and easy, like a delightful melody on the marble floor.
