Chapter 61

Moira took a nap and woke up around five in the afternoon.

She remembered Barclay mentioning dinner together. Although she didn’t know what Barclay had planned, today’s events had indeed affected him a

bit.

Moira looked down at her legs. She hadn’t recovered. She thought, ‘Barclay can’t expect me to accompany him to a business banquet tonight, right?

So she thought it might just be a normal dinner gathering

Moira chose a dress with a high-neck design and blue print, which made her look elegant yet lively. The waist was cinched with pleats, accentuating her slender figure, while the flared hemline added a touch of charm to her straight legs.

It was a pity that her leg hadn’t recovered.

But Moira had fair skin, and the dress only reached two-thirds of her thighs, so her fair call was still visible.

Someone knocked on the door, and Imogen, the maid, said Barclay had arrived.

Moira glanced at herself in the mirror, quite satisfied with her elegant and generous appearance. “Got it,” she said.

classic black chain bag before wheeling herself out of

left the room, someone

It was Barclay.

the dim light, making his eyes appear even deeper. When he looked at Moira, she

instinctively grabbed her handbag tighter

nodded slightly, striding over. His gaze assessed her as

posture, pretending to be calm as she responded graciously, “Thank

a hug?” Barclay

for some reason, when Barclay said so, it had a

intimate and said, “Thank

It’s just a

decline was intercepted, and she

awkward and said,

lowered his head, causing Moira

to find that

about a fist’s

“Wearing perfume?” Barclay asked.

then gave

She had misunderstood him.

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