Chapter 25

The elevator doors closed, leaving Moira, Barclay, and Aiken inside. Barclay stond behind Moira, holding onto her wheelchair with one hand, the other hanging loosely by his side. His fingertips grazed her back, making Moira tickle a bit and scoot forward instinctively.

Noticing Moira’s movement, Barclay glanced down at her hand. His dark eyes flickered with something unreadable.

Aiken, standing nearby, didn’t catch onto any of this. He glanced at Barclay, remembering what had happened earlier, feeling the need to clear things up. “Mr. Covington, I hope you don’t get the wrong idea. Moira and I are here tonight to set boundaries with the Guzman family.”

Upon hearing her father’s words, Moira glanced up at Barclay. She remembered casually mentioning dinner plans with someone earlier and suddenly felt a twinge of guilt.

Moira bit her lip, then spoke up. “Allie said he’d apologize to me by kneeling down.”

he would?” Barclay looked down at her, a hint of curiosity in his

“No,” Moira replied simply.

“Mr. Jimenez, you needn’t worry. I trust

words. “He’s better than Allie. At least, he won’t jump to conclusions about Moira,

the ground floor, and Barclay continued pushing Moira towards the hotel entrance. Linden, upon seeing Moira and Aiken, paused for a moment, and then quickly understood why Barclay had let him go

handles and stepped up to Moira. He suddenly bent down, looking into her eyes. “Mrs. Covington, don’t forget to tell your dad about

at Alken. “I’m heading back now. Goodnight.” And then he made his way to the business van

catching a whiff of his cologne. She

had said earlier,

The driver got out

on the confrontation with the Guzman family

“Moira,

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