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.

she was taken aback, glancing at him timidly. “Can you say something? Even scolding me is fine,”

made it seem like he

raised his hand to rub his temples, seemingly annoyed.

meaningfully, saying, “The piano is for a fool who

react. “For a fool? Besides us, is there a

sound of his laughter

“What’s so

he meant. “Is this

suppressed his smile and said,

if he didn’t admit it, Moira would come up with even

Moira was speechless.

why he called her

“Mr. Covington, shall I play a piece for

heard you

the nearby sofa. “But I don’t mind

somewhat surprised and happy that he had actually heard

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