Out of the blue, a sudden "darling" caught the attention of most of the crowd at the party.

Moira immediately regretted her exclamation as she watched Barclay approach her through the crowd. She wished she could vanish!

Barclay strode up to Moira and took her hand. "Been waiting long?"

His gaze shifted to the cup she held. "Having a drink?"

Feeling embarrassed, Moira muttered softly, "It's not alcohol, just juice."

Delicious juice.

A subtle flicker crossed Barclay's dark eyes, but he didn't reveal the truth. "Alright."

"Shall we head back?"

"Yeah, let's go."

They retraced their steps.

She'd feel like a spectacle at the circus if they stayed longer.

And those two women who embarrassed her earlier had already vanished before Barclay arrived.

care anymore. She couldn't bear

Barclay asked casually as he descended

finally glanced up at

be gold on the floor. Otherwise, Mrs. Covington wouldn't be

to lower her head again, Barclay said, "Mr. Covington had

lips together, keeping her gaze

something. "Oops, I forgot

took care

He hadn't.

from her seat, confident that someone

else needed

Moira responded softly, refraining from bringing

fate had other

Moira settled into the car, Barclay's voice cut through the

it sudden? Didn't we agree

she

"Excuse me?"

insisted on giving me all her birthday presents for the year and confessed she

she

didn't say

her with a

Moira fell silent.

too late to feign

gaze skimming over her slightly flushed cheeks before settling on her. "Buckle

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