Chapter 83

Moira cautiously touched the piano keys and asked Barclay, “Mr. Covington, is this for me?”

“No.” Barclay said swiftly.

“Oh,” Moira said.

Her smile disappeared instantly, replaced by disappointment. She quickly withdrew her hand and stood up from the chair, returning to Barclay’s side with an awkward smile. “Then who is it for?”

After saying that, she suddenly remembered something and added, “Is this for your sweetheart?”

Moira looked at the sudden coldness in Barclay’s eyes and felt that she had guessed right. She quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know just now. I accidentally played a few notes. If you mind, I can wipe the keys with disinfectant.”

She remembered Juliet saying that in novels, the overbearing CEOs had a strong passessive desire for their sweetheart and did not allow anyone to touch their sweetheart’s things.

Moira didn’t know if Barclay was the same.

taken aback, glancing at him timidly. “Can you say something? Even

like he was about to swallow

temples, seemingly annoyed. “I don’t have a sweetheart.”

a moment and then looked at her meaningfully, saying, “The piano is for a

a fool? Besides us, is

rich sound

puzzled. “What’s

suddenly realized what he meant. “Is this

his smile and said, “Yes.”

was afraid that if he didn’t admit it, Moira would come up with even more absurd

Moira was speechless.

didn’t know why he called

piano, Moira decided not to mind. She walked over joyfully and said, “Mr. Covington, shall I play a piece for you? You have never heard me play the piano before, right? I’ll play a salo for

heard you

nearby sofa. “But I don’t mind enjoying it once

actually

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