As the car pulled out of the parking lot, the sky roared and raindrops the size of beans started to patter down.

Moira stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding her cup, and gazed at the dark expanse in the distance. She couldn't help but tut.

It looked like it was going to rain for the better part of the day.

After a moment of watching the rain, she finished her drink, refilled her cup at the table, and planned to head upstairs to continue practicing the piano.

But just then, she heard a noise from the foyer.

Moira paused and looked up to see Barclay walking in expressionless.

Instinctively, she called out, "Mr. Covington, you're back?"

Barclay glanced at her and then crossed the room, heading downstairs.

Moira blinked and felt that Barclay seemed a bit off today.

At that moment, Rose emerged from the kitchen. "Mrs. Covington, is Mr. Covington back?"

Moira nodded. "Yes, he's back."

prepare dinner earlier

was a good

"No need, you just need to stick to your

and went back to her

came in earlier. Sitting at the

in

be right for me to be so indifferent. A few days ago, I accidentally drank a drugged drink, and he even drove me to the hospital

went back to her room and grabbed a few candies, clutching them in her hand

down there. The basement was the

looked around everywhere, but Barclay was nowhere to

Barclay must be on the lower

basement, finding

Barclay

the wine cabinet, his long legs sprawled out, he balanced a bottle of red wine on his

with an ease that suggested it was as

a moment before tentatively calling

hostility in

was the first time Moira had

for a moment, she decided not to retract her

finished the wine in his glass, then extended it toward her. "Do

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