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?”

hesitated, her ears turning slightly red. “Yes, I did.” She felt

think you’re right. You should return the

fully processed it at first, but upon hearing “6

return the check?” Especially since she

fuss, Moira felt the check

hurriedly turned to fetch

she handed the check to Barclay like it was a hot potato. “Please take care

her fingers brushed against the back of his hand, Moira caught a whiff of his clear,

too familiar.

step back, stealing a glance at Barclay, who seemed unfazed, much to Moira’s relief.

check and then raised his hand, tearing it apart

up the check, Moira remembered that tearing it was enough. It wasn’t cash,

forgotten all about it as she was stunned by the

the check and looked at the nearby trash

looked at her and said, “Don’t accept things from others

to take advantage of others. She

words, she nodded repeatedly.

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