Chapter 83

At once, the maid dropped the bedding she was holding in her hands. Her expression turned to one of panic. "M-Mr. Anderson, w-we..." The three women who had been backbiting just moments ago looked almost identical in their anxious expressions. One of them quickly realized the situation and slapped herself several times on the face. "I'm sorry, Mr. Anderson. We spoke out of turn. We didn't mean it! I'm sorry. We won't dare to do it again!" Anderson got up from the bed, the smell of alcohol still lingering on him. "Didn't the Fisher family teach you any manners?" The maid stammered, "N-No, Mr. Anderson. It's all a misunderstanding." A woman in her 40s heard the commotion and approached. Upon seeing Anderson in the room, she was surprised. Did he spend the night here last night? Julia Burch was a maid transferred from the Barlow family and had grown up watching Anderson, so her position was significant. "What happened, Mr. Anderson?" "Dismiss all the maids," Anderson replied. Juli