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.

looking down, finally glanced

be gold on the floor. Otherwise, Mrs. Covington wouldn't be staring down so

about to lower her head again, Barclay

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

the door, Moira remembered something. "Oops, I forgot to

care of

He hadn't.

rose from her seat, confident

else needed to

responded softly, refraining

fate had other

the car, Barclay's voice

a sudden? Was it sudden? Didn't we agree to leave in half

gift she received

"Excuse me?"

giving me all her birthday presents for

she say

say anything, did

a hint of

Moira fell silent.

it too late to feign fainting

her slightly

"Oh, uh, alright."

Moira awkwardly fastened her

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