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This medicine was too miraculous, and Amanda Smith had mixed feelings about everything happening now, part joy and part worry.
Her health was getting better, but she increasingly felt the gaze of Samuel Johnson on her, like a wolf eyeing a sheep in captivity, waiting to fatten it up before devouring it.
Faced with his increasingly obvious gaze, Amanda Smith couldn't even pretend to ignore it.
She wasn't foolish; she naturally knew what Samuel wanted to do, and what he intended was precisely what she most detested.
Amanda Smith thought of escaping once again.
Ever since the gathering several months ago, Samuel no longer dared to take her out carelessly. He couldn't get anything else out of her, so he stopped asking, but one thing became clear—he was being increasingly vigilant over the entire Johnson family. He forbid her to go out, and even if she did, she was heavily guarded.
With such tight surveillance, she couldn't even get to the door.