Amanda Smith hurriedly entered the room, with Samuel Johnson's footsteps shadowing hers. As she walked towards the staircase, she saw that he was also following her closely.
Her heart skipped a beat, her steps becoming somewhat frantic. The entire villa was silent, and as she moved towards her room, sure enough, she saw Samuel approaching as well.
What was he doing here?
Amanda grasped the doorknob, watching Samuel slowly approach her with a relaxed air, like a hunter confident of his win, while she felt like a cornered rabbit.
The sound of footsteps stopped right behind her, and Amanda could hear his calm breathing. She swallowed hard and whispered, "Samuel, you…"
"Open the door."
His voice came from behind her, indifferent and detached.
Amanda's spine tensed at the sound of his voice, she wasn't a fool—she knew that if she opened the door, she'd be the one to suffer…