Chapter 976

Mayra didn't know what had happened. She turned to glance at Isabel at the door, then turned back indifferently before getting shoved into the back seat by Anderson. "Drive," Anderson ordered, his tone cold. Unsure of what had happened, she simply stared out the car window with an emotionless look in her eyes. Just a few minutes earlier, not long after Mayra had left the main hall, Sonia had voiced her dissatisfaction to Anderson. "Anderson, you're being so thoughtless. You know this is a family dinner for the Barlow family, so why did you bring an outsider here? Are you deliberately trying to irritate me and Isabel?" Anderson pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one with practiced ease, and took a slow drag. The cigarette rested between his long, defined fingers as he exhaled smoke. Beside him, Isabel coughed lightly as her asthma flared up. She covered her nose but simply frowned with discomfort and didn't say anything. "Anderson, this is a family gathering. Smok