Chapter 787

In the presidential suite, Anderson took off his jacket and let it fall to the floor. "Did you find out what happened?" "I got the details. Ms. Sadler came with Gordon for the investment conference. She was in a private room in the downstairs restaurant. It seems the server accidentally served her a drink with high alcohol content instead of the intended low-alcohol cocktail, which is why she's in this state," Shane explained. "He can't even take care of one person. That useless fool. Go get two clean outfits," Anderson ordered. "Yes, Mr. Barlow," Sahne said before stepping out of the hotel room, instructing everyone to avoid disturbing them. Anderson was covered in vomit because Mayra threw up as he carried her into the elevator. Just as he closed the door, Mayra, who was still dazed, sprang to her feet and ran toward the door. "No… don't go…" Anderson reacted swiftly and caught her by the waist. He lowered his eyes and said, "You fall for others' tricks so easily. It's been s