She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

The following day, Moira woke up at nearly eleven, still dressed in the same dress from the previous evening. Memories of the last night slowly trickled back into her consciousness. Despite her sobriety and clarity of mind at the time, why had she succumbed to hugging and kissing Barclay?

It was obvious. The alcohol had bolstered her courage.

Realizing the absurdity of her behavior, Moira felt a deep sense of shame but strangely lacked any remorse.

Undoubtedly, she had been led astray by Juliet!

Running a hand over her face, Moira's stomach grumbled in protest of its emptiness.

Moira swiftly rose from the bed, discovering her dress zipper was undone!

Before heading to the evening party, could she forget to fasten her dress zipper?

Impossible! Moira distinctly recalled checking it before leaving. The zipper was securely fastened. Yet now, after a night's rest, it was undone!

With only herself and Barclay in the house last night, and considering she had dozed off halfway, it was highly likely that Barclay had undone the zipper. The thought made Moira flush with embarrassment.

How shameful!

dress might have led

someone as improper

her cheeks, forcing herself to push aside such improper thoughts, and hurried to shower and freshen up while

the stairs, Ms.

was a workday, Mr. Covington wouldn't join

clear-headed

Moira dared not go back to sleep. Instead, she hastened to the

Chairman's office of the

Linden could sense

was in high spirits today. Although he couldn't quite discern why, Mr.Covington's buoyant demeanor made Linden feel less constrained as he entered the

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Foster and his cohorts, known for their wild antics. They had arrived at the gathering last night accompanied by female companions, with plans to retire private quarters afterward. Fearing their companions might