Chapter 954

Nightfall cloaked the sky, and under the dim glow of the streetlights, the imposing silhouette of the Barlow mansion stood with an air of solemn grandeur. To Mayra, it resembled more of a massive prison. A black sedan glided silently through the gates, the low rumble of its tires grazing the ground. Mayra's eyes burned with defiance and fury, yet she found herself powerless against the sudden confinement she faced. Her hands were gently but firmly bound behind her back. Each attempt to resist only tightened the restraints further. "I know you want to seek revenge against the Ledingham family and Mrs. Sawyer, but why would you harm Brandon with such despicable means? Don't you know that getting in contact with that kind of stuff will make him wish that he was dead? "If you hate him and the others, you could've given them all a quick death like you did with Merle. Why would you use such a method? Anderson, you're terrible!" Mayra's voice trembled with rage. "Ms. Sadler, Mr. Barlow