As the car pulled out of the parking lot, the sky roared and raindrops the size of beans started to patter down.

Moira stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding her cup, and gazed at the dark expanse in the distance. She couldn't help but tut.

It looked like it was going to rain for the better part of the day.

After a moment of watching the rain, she finished her drink, refilled her cup at the table, and planned to head upstairs to continue practicing the piano.

But just then, she heard a noise from the foyer.

Moira paused and looked up to see Barclay walking in expressionless.

Instinctively, she called out, "Mr. Covington, you're back?"

Barclay glanced at her and then crossed the room, heading downstairs.

Moira blinked and felt that Barclay seemed a bit off today.

At that moment, Rose emerged from the kitchen. "Mrs. Covington, is Mr. Covington back?"

Moira nodded. "Yes, he's back."

"Should I prepare dinner earlier tonight?"

That was a good question!

Moira considered for a moment. "No need, you just need to stick to your usual schedule."

to her tasks,

came in earlier. Sitting at the

be in a rather bad

right for me to be so indifferent. A few days ago, I accidentally drank a drugged drink, and he even drove me to the hospital in the middle of the night!" Moira

grabbed a few candies, clutching them in her hand as she

time going down there. The basement was the entertainment area, with pool tables, table

but Barclay was nowhere to be

case, Barclay must be on the lower

finding it to be a wine

down, she spotted Barclay sitting on the

a bottle of red wine on

wine

glass. , right

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an ease that suggested

watched for a moment before tentatively calling out,

lingering hint of hostility in his

first time Moira had

Barclay

this. She meant to

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out as agreeing.

but

a moment, she decided not to retract her words,

in his glass, then extended it toward her.

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