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.

was

his attention to Juliet. "Madam, would you like to come up here and exchange WhatsApp contacts with this handsome gentleman?" Moira glanced up at the stage, initially thinking the host was exaggerating, but she was surprised to find the

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

usually playful

she found herself thrust

the spotlight on her, there was no turning back. Juliet

it was just an exchange of WhatsApp, without

few irrelevant

the

from

a mentor

Moira.

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

feeling awkward, replied, "I

didn't you? Check out his

single for so many years,

reliable, who could resist fate when it

and pulled out her

WhatsApp contacts were exchanged

the e spot, with the host close

chance that it didn't

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