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.”

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

“No,” Moira replied simply.

then turned to Aiken. “Mr. Jimenez, you needn’t

Barclay’s words. “He’s better than Allie. At least,

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

handles and stepped up to Moira. He suddenly bent down, looking into her eyes.

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

still catching a whiff of his cologne.

didn’t ask what Barclay had said earlier, just smiled and replied,

The driver got out and helped load Moira’s wheelchair into

confrontation with the Guzman family just now. They each had their

Aiken sighed, “Moira, you’ve really

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