Chapter 83

Moira cautiously touched the piano keys and asked Barclay, “Mr. Covington, is this for me?”

“No.” Barclay said swiftly.

“Oh,” Moira said.

Her smile disappeared instantly, replaced by disappointment. She quickly withdrew her hand and stood up from the chair, returning to Barclay’s side with an awkward smile. “Then who is it for?”

After saying that, she suddenly remembered something and added, “Is this for your sweetheart?”

Moira looked at the sudden coldness in Barclay’s eyes and felt that she had guessed right. She quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know just now. I accidentally played a few notes. If you mind, I can wipe the keys with disinfectant.”

She remembered Juliet saying that in novels, the overbearing CEOs had a strong passessive desire for their sweetheart and did not allow anyone to touch their sweetheart’s things.

Moira didn’t know if Barclay was the same.

Moira felt Barclay’s aura become colder, and she was taken aback, glancing at him timidly. “Can you say something? Even scolding me is fine,” Moira said.

made it seem like he was about to swallow

temples, seemingly annoyed. “I don’t have a

paused for a moment and then looked at her meaningfully, saying,

didn’t react. “For a fool? Besides us, is there a third person

deep and rich

puzzled. “What’s so

speaking, she suddenly realized what he meant. “Is this piano for

his smile

afraid that if he didn’t admit it, Moira would come up with

Moira was speechless.

know why he called her a

over joyfully and said, “Mr. Covington, shall I play a piece for you? You have never

heard you play,”

on the nearby sofa. “But I don’t mind enjoying

had

Moira looked gentle when she

exuding confidence, even without the spotlight of the stage,

turned her head to look at Barclay,

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