Chapter 373

"Mr. Anderson was just worried about you coming back so late last night. He was afraid something might have happened to you, so he scolded you a little. Please don't take it to heart, Ms. Sadler. "Tonight, he stayed up specifically waiting for you," Helen said after hearing no response from inside the room. Thinking Mayra might still be upset, she sighed and took the pasta back downstairs. "Mr. Anderson, Ms. Sadler might be asleep." "If Aunt Mayra isn't eating, then I'll eat it," Harley chimed in. "If she doesn't want to eat, then she won't get to eat at all. From now on, no more late-night snacks in the Barlow mansion. All those random snacks are banned too," Anderson said, slamming his fork on the table before heading back upstairs to his study. Harley quickly climbed out of his chair and chased after Anderson, grabbing his hand. "Dad, wait for me. Dad, you scolded Aunt Mayra today. She must be unhappy. I should go check on her." A while later, Harley tiptoed over to Mayra'