So, he had left her behind, taking Amelia Shaw out on a date.
Amelia Shaw went upstairs crestfallen, locked herself in the bedroom. The mobile phone left on the tea table kept vibrating.
She hugged her legs, sitting on the sofa, unable to understand why Thomas Shannon would treat her this way.
She could clearly feel the softening in his attitude towards her. Weren't these signs enough to prove his feelings for her?
She casually picked up the phone and answered, "Hello."
"Samuel, about the task I assigned you, why haven't you acted yet?" Frank Mitchell's voice was tinged with anger; he had been waiting for her good news.
But it was as if she had completely forgotten the plan, making no move at all.
Amelia Shaw said emotionlessly, "Now is not the right time to act. You'll just have to wait a little longer."
"Wait? How long do you expect me to wait?"
