บท 400: Chapter 398: Cloud of Suspicion

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"Mrs., I know you like this, so eat a little more."

Amanda Smith placed a piece of meat into her bowl, and as Mrs. Johnson glanced over, she caught Amanda's warning gaze.

Mrs. Johnson awkwardly looked away and hurriedly stuffed the meat into her mouth, thanking Amanda.

Everyone at that meal had their own agenda. Amanda felt Donald Johnson's gaze sweeping over her constantly, like some precise instrument, trying to detect something from the expressions on her face.

The cunning old fox. Amanda knew she couldn't hide anything from his scrutiny, so the only thing she could do was avoid making eye contact with him.

Samuel Johnson seemed to be in a good mood, constantly putting food into her bowl. Amanda suppressed her feeling of nausea and ate what he offered.