Chapter 142

Julia, who had worked for the Barlow family for many years, could easily identify the expensive brands by looking at the logos on the shopping bags. She could tell the price of the items too. The prices of these things were at least in the seven-figure range. The vintage telephone on the quiet living room table rang. Julia answered the call. "Madam Sonia." Sonia asked, "Where's Anderson? Let me speak to him." Julia replied with difficulty, "Mr. Anderson is not at home tonight. Only Ms. Sadler is here. Maybe she knows his whereabouts. Shall I ask her?" "What a useless brat! How can he not be around when Isabel is hospitalized? What is he up to? He's going to be the death of me. Isabel wouldn't be in the hospital if it weren't for him!" "How about I give Mr. Anderson a call? This is a significant matter." Julia's voice was full of concern as if she genuinely regarded Isabel as the future Mrs. Barlow. "Has that ill-mannered Mayra moved in with Anderson?" Julia confirmed, saying,