Chapter 183

Meanwhile, the group chat on Barclay’s phone was

also buzzing.

Harvey: [Barclay, what’s going on? Cynthia is thanking your wife all over the internet.]

Finley: [Barclay, ! heard Cynthia’s actually into your wife…]

Eyan: [Your “Ethereal” is overshadowed by Cynthia’s public gratitude.]

Harvey: [With Cynthia making such a big deal out of thanking Moira, it’s hard not to suspect her true intentions toward Moira!]

Harvey: [How do you feel about this, Barclay?]

‘What feelings? What a stupid question.‘ Barclay threw his phone aside, got up from the master bedroom, and walked to the guest room. Then, he knocked on the door.

Moira was still in a daze when she suddenly heard a knock on the door. She looked up, dazed for a moment, before regaining her senses and getting up to answer the door.

Expectedly, Barclay was at the door and looked at her. “Did you see Cynthia’s thank–you statement?”

turning slightly red. “Yes, I did.” She felt embarrassed

you’re right. You should return the 6 million dollars.”

hadn’t fully processed it at first, but upon

you help me return the check?” Especially since she wasn’t close to

such a big fuss, Moira

Barclay didn’t refuse. Moira hurriedly turned to fetch the

check to Barclay like it was a hot

his hand, Moira caught a whiff of his clear, musky

too familiar.

stealing a glance at Barclay, who seemed unfazed, much to

hand, tearing it apart slowly in

that tearing it was enough. It wasn’t cash,

as she was stunned

looked at the nearby trash can. He walked

and said, “Don’t accept things from others so casually

of others. She didn’t like it.

she nodded repeatedly.

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