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The spacious hall bustled with an ebb and flow of guests, where Samuel Johnson and Tim Morrison's party remained the center of attention of the entire banquet.
After Samuel Johnson was pulled aside by Tim Morrison, Amanda Smith finally relaxed. She glanced over and saw Samuel engaged in conversation with several customers who had approached him, then withdrew her gaze and walked to the chairs in a quiet corner.
In the banquet hall, few people sat there to chat. When Amanda moved to sit down, a woman quickly joined her.
Amanda didn't look at her face, only noticing her cascading red skirt—a hue so bright it was almost glaring in the context of the banquet. Amanda took a second look.
A gentle female voice reached her ears, "Hey, could you pass me the drink over there? I'm a bit thirsty."
Amanda subconsciously looked up and was met with a face as beautiful as an angel's.