Chapter 162

Going to the washroom together with someone was something only elementary school students would do.

Moira sat in the car, still feeling awkward.

The lights outside the car window were beautiful, and they shone on Moira and then on Barclay’s side face. Every time the light and shadow stopped, Barclay’s angular face looked more charming.

Moira couldn’t help but say, “It’s a pity that this face doesn’t appear on the big screen in the movie theater.”

The car was originally silent. Moira’s voice suddenly sounded and broke the silence.

It happened to be a red light in front. When the car stopped, even the focused driver could not stop himself from looking at the rearview mirror.

Barclay, who closed his eyes to rest, slowly opened his eyes. He turned his head and looked straight at Moira.

Moira could not say anything for a moment.

She didn’t want her mouth anymorel

it would be a pity not to want

her cheeks burning. Not daring to look up at Barclay, she lowered her head and looked at the

like the

male voice was heard. Moira subconsciously raised her head and met Barclay’s

like a necklace worth

Barclay replied casually.

necklace more good–looking, or

Covington won’t let anyone off

compare yourself to a necklace? If I had to choose, I think

Everyone liked flattery.

two seconds. “I’ll choose Mrs. Covington too.”

“Thank you.”

comparable to the necklace

lit up, and the car moved forward on its way.

arrived at

to the entrance of the hotel. As soon as the car stopped, the doorman came to open the door

getting out of the car, Moira saw a large red carpet and several guests who were all dressed

necklace. It seemed that

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