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.”

Barclay casually responded, “I think you’re right. You should return the

processed it at first, but upon hearing “6 million dollars,” she understood what Barclay meant.

Especially since she

made such a big fuss, Moira felt the check

hurriedly turned to fetch

check to Barclay like it was a hot potato. “Please take

against the back of his hand, Moira caught a whiff

too familiar.

step back, stealing a glance at Barclay, who seemed unfazed,

his hand, tearing it apart slowly in

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

had forgotten all about it as she was stunned by the 6 million

the nearby trash can. He walked over and threw

“Don’t accept things from others so casually in

advantage of others. She didn’t like it.

words, she nodded

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