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In the car, Evan Willow watched Amanda Smith's retreating figure until she entered the company before slowly withdrawing his gaze.
The smile on his face gradually faded, giving his gentle and jade-like demeanor a touch of indifference.
Just as Amanda had been waiting for Samuel Johnson to change his heart, he was waiting too.
Waiting for when Amanda would finally be truly disappointed with Samuel.
Human emotions are limited; there is no such thing as persistent, regretless love—it's all just a matter of time.
What he was waiting for was nothing more than for Amanda to exhaust her patience and love for Samuel under his continuous harm.
It had already been fifteen years; surely, it wouldn't be much longer...
The man's thin lips curled into a cold smirk as the phone in his pocket buzzed insistently. He answered, "Hello?"
"Master, the council members have all arrived. Are you...?"
"I'm on my way now."
He hung up the phone.