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

to rub his temples,

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

Besides us, is there

burst into laughter. The deep and rich sound of his laughter resonated

was puzzled. “What’s so

what he

his smile

he didn’t admit it, Moira would

Moira was speechless.

know why he

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

you

sat down on the nearby sofa. “But I

surprised and happy that he had actually heard her performance

song, and Moira looked gentle

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

note fell, Moira turned her head to look at Barclay, and there was

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