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.

couldn't be bothered to care anymore. She couldn't bear shouting Barclay as "darling" so loudly in front

on the floor?" Barclay asked casually as

still looking down, finally glanced up

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

her head again, Barclay said,

gaze forward, not daring

something. "Oops, I forgot to tell Ms. Hurst we're

care of

He hadn't.

her seat, confident

needed

responded softly, refraining from bringing it

had

soon as Moira settled into the car, Barclay's voice cut through the silence, "What's the

of a sudden? Was it sudden? Didn't we agree to leave in half an hour when we arrived?" "What did Cynthia take

gift she received

"Excuse me?"

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

she say

didn't say anything, did

clicked his tongue, eyeing her with a hint of

Moira fell silent.

late to feign

over her slightly flushed

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