Chapter 88

There was restraint in Barclay’s cold voice, making Moira’s heart tremble slightly. Her hands hung by her sides, and she looked like a primary school student standing in punishment, afraid to move.

Barclay looked at her for a moment and said, “How’s your leg?”

“It’s fine,” Moira said.

She glanced up at him, unsure

sure if it was

was her illusion, but there was no anger in his eyes

Moira breathed a sigh of relief and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Covington.”

Barclay pulled over the wheelchair and said, “Have a seat.”

The commotion just now was quite loud. If Barclay hadn’t acted quickly, Moira would have fallen onto the food cart, which had hot soup. The consequences would have been unthinkable if Moira had fallen on it.

the recovery stage. If she had fallen like that, her leg might have fractured again. And

the restaurant manager came over to apologize, “Miss, I’m sorry. Did you

apologized. She was so anxious just now that

area is a bit slippery. Please have

pot of soup fell just now. Maybe it wasn’t cleaned up properly. It’s great that you’re fine. To

heart. That would save over

to speak when Barclay, who had been silent, suddenly interjected, “The ambiance of your restaurant

stiffened, and he glanced

Barclay’s nobility at

the wheelchair’s handle and said, “Forget the discount.

manager was lost for words under Barclay’s pressure, so he could only accept the card while apologizing and have someone prepare a gift for

the manager regained his composure and continued to apologize sincerely. He handed the gift to Moira and said, “This is a small

bag and instinctively looked

eagerly, as if a rabbit had been s n a tc h e d

inwardly, and his aloof expression finally

as he spoke, Moira responded without hesitation, “Thank you. I’m really. No need to feel

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