Chapter 42
Mayra's words were sincere. She had no idea why Anderson was so angry. She placed the expensive jewelry in her bag, intending to return it to him when he was in a better mood. No matter what, she couldn't have this necklace.
The manager brought Mayra a new outfit. She changed into it and was led downstairs to dine. Anderson stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, answering the phone while gazing sideways.
The waiter led her to her seat. She looked great in the white collegiate sports-style outfit, which included a sleeveless zipper shirt with Eldorish letters and a black pleated skirt.
This outfit was a limited edition collection that had only come out last week. There were only 16 sets, three of which were one-size-fits-all for distinguished VIP guests.
This amusement park was a project specially invested in by Anderson, who was also the largest shareholder. His female companion had the right to enjoy such treatment.
The outfit was a bit revealing for her, revealing her straight and slender legs. Her long black and slightly curly hair was tied into a ponytail, and her fair face was bright and lively.
He couldn't look away from her. The little girl in his memories appeared to grow up all of a sudden. A ray of light shone on her face from the window. Her velvety face seemed to glow, giving him a sense of tranquility.
"I got it. Delay the meeting." After giving the commands, Anderson hung up and went to the dining table to sit with Mayra. The waiter quickly brought her some warm milk.
Anderson picked up his coffee and took a sip. Every movement he made was dignified and elegant. "Did you have a nightmare last night?"
When he mentioned that nightmare, she put down her hands uncomfortably. "It's nothing. Maybe it's because I've been under a lot of pressure from studying lately."
Anderson set down the cup. "I've received your test results. You're ranked 15th overall and in the top three of your class. Compared with your previous results, you've made progress."
Mayra's eyes glowed with light. "Really? That's great. Thanks to..." She stopped herself before mentioning Gordon's name.
Anderson's eyes were piercing. "It seems that your relationship with Gordon has improved a lot these days."
She held the milk, felt the warmness of the glass, and closed her eyes. "He's just my friend." Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.
"You don't need such a friend." His words were domineering.
Mayra felt uncomfortable. "Andy, he's my only friend in school. Because I'm an orphan, no one wants to hang out with me. I don't understand. Why do you hate Gordon so much?"
Anderson's eyes instantly turned sharp and stern as he looked at her.
"Do you think I don't know what happened to you at school? I can ignore his thoughts, but you must manage your own. I've paid him for what he did for you. If I find you hanging out with him again, get ready to change schools.
"Gordon can help you with tutoring. I can also help you find the best tutor in Belchester. Mayra, even if you don't have to work hard, I can make you live a good life."
That was right. Anderson had deposited money to Mayra's card throughout the years. As long as she didn't gamble, she'd never run out of money. Even if she bought a house or a car, got married, and had children, she would still be financially secure.