Chapter 57

It was a Friday, so the traffic was slightly congested. It was already 6:30 pm when they arrived at the Barlow mansion. Dinner was served upon their return. "Mr. Anderson, Ms. Mayra, dinner is ready." Due to her motion sickness and unpleasant mood, Mayra hardly said anything since returning. One of the maids brought her a pair of pink slippers at the entrance. "Ms. Mayra, do you need to change into slippers?" "Thanks, but I'll do it myself." "Alright." The maid took her bag. Mayra noticed that all the maids bustling about in the kitchen looked unfamiliar. They were different from the ones she saw when she first came here. "What are you looking at? Wash your hands before you eat." She strode over to him. "Andy, have you changed the staff at your home? Why are these maids different from the ones I saw last time?" Anderson squeezed some hand soap on her hands and held them under the tap, washing them. "They made a minor mistake. "This is your home as well, Mayra." A maid st