The following day, Moira woke up at nearly eleven, still dressed in the same dress from the previous evening. Memories of the last night slowly trickled back into her consciousness. Despite her sobriety and clarity of mind at the time, why had she succumbed to hugging and kissing Barclay?

It was obvious. The alcohol had bolstered her courage.

Realizing the absurdity of her behavior, Moira felt a deep sense of shame but strangely lacked any remorse.

Undoubtedly, she had been led astray by Juliet!

Running a hand over her face, Moira's stomach grumbled in protest of its emptiness.

Moira swiftly rose from the bed, discovering her dress zipper was undone!

Before heading to the evening party, could she forget to fasten her dress zipper?

Impossible! Moira distinctly recalled checking it before leaving. The zipper was securely fastened. Yet now, after a night's rest, it was undone!

off halfway, it was highly likely that Barclay

How shameful!

she couldn't help but sense that Barclay was a decent man. Unzipping her dress might have led to more untoward actions if it were someone else.

had encountered someone as

improper thoughts, and hurried to shower and freshen

descended the stairs, Ms.

was a workday, Mr. Covington wouldn't join them for

relief. In her clear-headed state, she couldn't face Barclay

dared not go back to sleep. Instead, she hastened to the music room to practice the

the Chairman's office of the Sega Group, Linden could sense that Barclay was in high spirits today. Although he couldn't quite discern why, Mr.Covington's buoyant demeanor made Linden feel less constrained as he entered the office to

Covington, I've uncovered the matter you tasked me with

his gaze, his grip on the pen tightening

to

spiked but not intended for Mrs. Covington. It appears she

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