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.

at him timidly. “Can you say something? Even scolding me is fine,” Moira

seem like he was about to

hand to rub his temples,

looked at her meaningfully, saying,

react. “For a fool? Besides us, is there a third person living here?”

rich sound of his laughter resonated in

puzzled. “What’s so funny?”

realized what he meant. “Is this piano for me?”

smile and said,

he didn’t admit it, Moira would come up

Moira was speechless.

he

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?

you play,”

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

actually heard

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