At the same time, just as Cynthia was about to look for Moira, she discovered from a close friend that Moira and Barclay had already left the party ten minutes earlier. Were they gone?

They had left so quickly?

Cynthia's mood visibly soured, prompting her friend to inquire, "Cynthia, what's troubling you? You seem rather downcast!"

Cynthia glanced at her friend. "I am a tad disheartened. How could Moira leave so abruptly?"

Her friend raised an eyebrow. "Are you perhaps overly attached to Moira?"

Her friend couldn't resist a reminder, "Hey, Cynthia, it seems like you and Moira might have a bit of a rivalry going on!"

"What rivalry? My family has already cut ties with the Covington family!"

Cynthia's friend hesitated, "Because of Moira?"

"Not entirely."

Cynthia waved her hand dismissively, her friend looking puzzled. "Cynthia, why are you so kind to Moira?"

"She saved my life!"

"But you've already expressed gratitude to her..."

couldn't recall

before finally pressing them together.

more than just liking

were practically idolizing

words. "Just make more plans with her as usual, alright? Come on, cheer up! It's your birthday today. No

feeling frustrated. The entire evening had revolved around Moira. If one didn't know any better,

Well, she did.

surmise that Cynthia regarded Moira as a guardian angel from that fateful night.

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suddenly. It

dire situation. If a

might have offered him the

this, Cynthia exploded, "Didn't I

immediately summoning four security guards to escort Annabelle and Florence out of the ballroom. Initially,

at them. "You dare to question my actions? This is my guest, my domain. Do

it was

Annabelle and Florence both

Cynthia's scolding, feeling the

They wanted to

knowing their

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