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This plain, unremarkable face, when it smiles, somehow possesses a magnetic attraction that makes it difficult for people to look away.
Tasha Moore's heart twisted painfully at her words, her breath catching in disbelief as she stared at Amanda Smith, "What did you say?"
She didn't want to bring up such matters in this place.
But she wanted even less to be misrepresented by Tasha Moore's twisting of the truth.
If anything, she was the victim; it had always been Samuel Johnson forcing himself on her. Why, in her narrative, was it she who seduced him?
With a sweet smile, Amanda replied, "Miss Moore seems not to believe me. Why don't you watch me call him in front of you and see, whether I seduced him or if he came willingly?"
She placed her mobile phone on the table and gestured invitingly.
Amanda was utterly composed.
On the contrary, Tasha, who had been sure of her victory, started to panic.
What did this mean?
If it wasn't Amanda seducing, then what did it mean?