Chapter 200

Mayra returned to her room with her backpack, ready to finish reading the remaining medical books. But as soon as she reached upstairs, the landline in the living room began to ring. Helen rushed to answer it. "Hello? Who's calling?" "Where's Mayra?" Helen responded promptly, "She just had dinner and is studying in her room, Mr. Anderson." "Did she go out today?" Anderson asked. "She said she wanted to buy some practice papers from the mall. She came back around 7:00 pm," Helen replied. "Let her take the call," Anderson demanded. His tone carried a hint of intoxication as he held a glass of whiskey. "Okay." Just as Mayra was about to head to the bathroom for a shower, there was a knock on her door. "Yes, Helen?" "It's a call from Mr. Anderson," Helen told her. Mayra frowned. She didn't really want to take this call, but after hesitating for a moment, she reluctantly picked up the phone. Helen excused herself and closed the door. Mayra took a seat at her desk. "Yes, Andy?"