Chapter 932

"I told you that you can go wherever you want. That's your right, and I won't stop you. But if you violate the agreement..." Anderson walked up to Mayra, his towering figure casting a shadow as his piercing gaze bore down on her. "Then every promise I made to you will be null and void." From outside the door, Shane's voice urged, "Mr. Barlow, the meeting is ready to begin." "Those legs are attached to your own body, and I have no say in where you go." Anderson straightened his slightly bent frame, standing tall again. "Alright, I need to attend the meeting. If anything comes up, just call me." Mayra didn't like troubling others, but when it came to Anderson, she instinctively put on a defensive front. It felt like everyone needed to live at his mercy. As she watched him walk away, Mayra slowly turned around, her hands nervously clutching the sides of her dress. She wanted to say something but couldn't get the words out. It reminded her of what Beatrice had once told her about not