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.

silence made it seem like he was about to swallow

his temples, seemingly

for a moment and then looked at her meaningfully, saying, “The

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

burst into laughter. The deep and rich

was puzzled. “What’s

suddenly realized what he meant.

suppressed his smile and

if he didn’t admit it, Moira would come up with even more

Moira was speechless.

he called her

shall I play a piece for you? You have never heard me

have heard you play,” Barclay

the nearby sofa. “But

had actually

was a lively song, and Moira looked gentle when she was playing the

exuding confidence, even without the spotlight of the stage, she still shimmered with

look at Barclay, and

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