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 up at him.

gold on the floor. Otherwise,

head again, Barclay

her lips together, keeping her gaze forward, not daring to lower

something. "Oops, I forgot to

took care

He hadn't.

her seat, confident that someone would

else needed to

refraining

had other

car, Barclay's voice cut through the silence, "What's the rush to

sudden? Was it sudden? Didn't we agree to leave in half an hour when we arrived?" "What did Cynthia take you

gift she received

"Excuse me?"

birthday presents

she

say

with a hint of amusement. "Ah, she fancies

Moira fell silent.

late

quietly, his gaze skimming over her slightly flushed cheeks before

"Oh, uh, alright."

Moira awkwardly fastened her

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