Chapter 347

Mayra returned to her room and stood by the floor-to-ceiling window. She watched as Harley crouched in the flower bed below, fiddling with the plants. Mayra had changed into her school uniform. She buttoned up her shirt with an indifferent and cold expression. How did he find this place? She still had her glass of unfinished milk beside her. As Mayra's thoughts wandered, she was unaware of the approaching danger behind her. She didn't hear Anderson's footsteps. "What are you looking at?" Startled, Mayra snapped back to reality. She turned to see Anderson, who had appeared without her noticing. He was dressed in a gray and white striped leisure sleepwear, exuding a lazy, yet noble, temperament. His imposing presence remained unchanged. Mayra said, "Look downstairs. There's a kid. Andy, does he look familiar to you?" "Don't move." Anderson didn't glance downstairs. He grabbed her shoulders and began to fix the misbuttoned shirt. In a panic, Mayra grasped his hand. "I can do it