Chapter 87

Compared to Thalia’s unpleasant meal, Moira and Barclay were quite harmonious,

Moira even drank some wine at Barclay’s suggestion.

Her alcohol tolerance wasn’t great, even for red wine.

But dining without wine seemed to lack a certain charm.

Expensive things, apart from their high price, are perfect in every other aspect.

Moira was very satisfied with the dinner. She didn’t drink much of the appetizing white wine, but she drank half a glass of red wine served with the main

· Court.

By the time she realized it, her cheeks were slightly flushed.

Barclay had finished eating long ago. Sensing her gaze, he raised an eyebrow. The edense eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, making his eyes even deeper. “Had enough?”

Moira nodded. “I can’t finish the pudding. Can it be packed?”

“I’ll have someone pack it,” he said, gesturing for a waiter to pack it.

Moira burped, feeling her face getting even redder as she met Barclay’s gaze. “I’ll go touch up my makeup.”

she picked up her bag and left

it weren’t for her right leg still not fully recovered,

felt embarrassed for burping

the ladies’ room and saw Moira limping over. She

to greet Thalia and just went

lipstick had been smudged, and even the makeup couldn’t hide the flush on her face. Moira could feel

she was getting

she was drunk, Moira shuddered at the thought of herself bugging Barclay in

Moira decided to wash her face. At

glad she didn’t put on heavy makeup today, and she hadn’t done much with her eye

water made

in the mirror, there was hardly any

the water off

took a tissue

went into

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say

to think about

the restroom, Moira washed

on, the

she had no way

up her bag and headed out, hoping her sobriety would last a

restaurant. Moira

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