Chapter 27
Moira slept like a rock last night, probably the deepest sleep she’d ever had in her life. It wasn’t until 7:30 the next morning that she woke up. After getting ready, she picked up her phone and saw a message someone had sent her last night (Moira, you can’t beat me |
From the tone of the message, Moira knew it was from Claire. Claire was like a coward, always texting Moira from different number Moira didn’t pay much attention to her texts, but soon enough, she realized what Claire was up to
Juliet bombarded Moira with dozens of messages on WhatsApp. After scrolling through the screenshots, Moira figured out what was going on. Juliet kept sending more messages, giving her take on the situation. I’ve never seen someone so shameless! I think Claire should become an actress instead of wasting her talent playing the victim.]
[But man, she’s so annoying looking. I bet no director wants her for a rolet
But why did she cause a scene last night anyway? Was she trying to introduce herself to Alfie’s mom? Too bad Alfie’s mom can’t stand herf
[This t

topic is probably her p
paying to make it trend. Claire must think you’re a fool, so she keeps using the same trick to mess with you.]
Juliet’s messages were just too much, Moira quickly skimmed through them and replied: [Don’t be angry. L…]
Before Moira could finish typing, her phone rang. She glanced at it; it was an unknown caller, Moira usually didn’t pick up unknown calls, but she was typing when the call came in, accidentally hitting the answer button. She had to greet, “Hello, this is Moira.”
“It’s me, Mrs. Covington.” A man’s deep and gentle voice came through the phone.
Moira was surprised. “Mr. Covington, good morning,” she said. She didn’t expect him to call her so early. It made her wonder if he wanted to talk about
divorce
“Good morning.” Barclay greeted from the other end of the line. After a pause, he said, “Have you seen what’s been happening online?”
Moira, hearing his question, understood that he wasn’t calling about divorce and breathed a sigh of relief. “I just saw it. Is it causing you trouble?” she
asked.
“For now, nothing can cause me trouble.” His voice sounded calm but filled with pride.
Moira wasn’t put off by his tone. She felt that people like Barclay had the right to be proud. “So, why did you call me?” Moira asked.
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