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.”

Did he apologize like he said he would?” Barclay looked down at her, a hint

“No,” Moira replied simply.

to Aiken. “Mr. Jimenez, you needn’t worry. I

least, he won’t

towards the hotel entrance. Linden, upon seeing

go of the wheelchair handles and stepped up to Moira. He suddenly bent down, looking into her eyes. “Mrs.

back up straight, Barclay nodded at Alken. “I’m heading back now. Goodnight.” And then he made his way to the business van waiting at the

his retreating figure, still catching a whiff of his cologne. She turned to Aiken.

Barclay had said earlier, just smiled and

entrance. The driver got out and helped load

with the Guzman family just now. They each had

Aiken sighed, “Moira, you’ve really grown

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