Out of the blue, a sudden "darling" caught the attention of most of the crowd at the party.

Moira immediately regretted her exclamation as she watched Barclay approach her through the crowd. She wished she could vanish!

Barclay strode up to Moira and took her hand. "Been waiting long?"

His gaze shifted to the cup she held. "Having a drink?"

Feeling embarrassed, Moira muttered softly, "It's not alcohol, just juice."

Delicious juice.

A subtle flicker crossed Barclay's dark eyes, but he didn't reveal the truth. "Alright."

"Shall we head back?"

"Yeah, let's go."

They retraced their steps.

She'd feel like a spectacle at the circus if they stayed longer.

And those two women who embarrassed her earlier had already vanished before Barclay arrived.

Moira couldn't be bothered to care anymore. She couldn't bear shouting Barclay as "darling" so loudly in front of everyone.

"Is there gold on the floor?" Barclay asked casually as he descended from upstairs.

finally glanced

on the floor. Otherwise, Mrs. Covington

lower her head again, Barclay said, "Mr. Covington had quite

pressed her lips together, keeping her gaze forward, not

remembered something. "Oops, I forgot to

took care of

He hadn't.

confident that someone

needed

refraining from

had

Moira settled into the car, Barclay's voice cut through the

sudden? Didn't we agree to leave in half an hour when we arrived?"

she received

"Excuse me?"

all her birthday presents for the year and confessed she

did she

didn't say anything, did

eyeing her with a hint of amusement. "Ah,

Moira fell silent.

it too late to feign

watched her quietly, his gaze skimming over her slightly flushed cheeks before settling

"Oh, uh, alright."

Moira awkwardly fastened her

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