Moira anxiously unlocked her phone and saw Barclay's response. [Okay.]

'Mr. Covington, is that all you're gonna say? Are you sure you don't wanna throw in a little praise for me? Like, am I doing a great job?' she wondered.

But after waiting several minutes, there was no further message from Barclay.

Alright, maybe she was just reading too much into it.

Setting her phone down, Moira glanced up only to find the emcee on stage staring right at her.

Instinctively, she turned to Juliet beside her. "Please don't tell me I got picked?"

Juliet nodded toward the number in front of her. "If you're not number 45, then nope, it ain't you..."

Moira shook her head hastily. "I can't. I'm a married woman!"

Yet the allure of a freebie was too strong, and in a flash, Moira slipped her number into Juliet's hand and exchanged it with hers. "Juliet, it's all on you to score us that freebie tonight!"

Juliet observed her swift maneuver. "You're pushing it a bit, aren't you?"

"Hey, it's all for the freebie. Let's do this."

The emcee on stage watched Moira's antics with apparent astonishment.

a professional host. There was no rule

to notice anything, redirected his attention to Juliet. "Madam, would you like to come up here and exchange WhatsApp contacts with this handsome gentleman?" Moira glanced up

Juliet a hefty shove. "Juliet! Go on. Seize the

usually playful but

found herself thrust into the spotlight, her face

back. Juliet reluctantly made her way up

it was just an exchange of

few irrelevant questions

the

from then on,

as a mentor

Moira.

asked, "So, what do you think? Is he good-looking

feeling awkward, replied, "I didn't

him on WhatsApp, didn't you? Check out his Instagram and

years, and Moira

reliable, who

and

WhatsApp contacts were exchanged

the e spot, with the

chance that it didn't

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