Chapter 350

Mayra clutched the hem of her skirt tightly, her nails turning white. If one just looked at her, it was clear that her entire body was trembling. Hailey… Mayra's death wasn't only related to Anderson, but Hailey as well. But why… In her past life, Hailey clearly helped her. Why would she also want to harm her? A web of hatred seemed to envelop her. Mayra was consumed by anger, fear, and panic. All sorts of emotions consumed her. She couldn't forgive the man who had tormented her endlessly in her previous life. "Is that so? What a coincidence." Mayra said. "You have quite the talent," Anderson complimented sincerely. Mayra put her drawing into her bag. Just then, Helen brought the pasta to the table. "I don't need it. Let Harley eat. If I don't leave now, I'll really be late." Anderson noticed something unusual about Mayra. His deep-set eyes darkened further. Sketching? Even if it was an elective course, as far as he knew, there was no assignment involving sketching. Anderson