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 of

gold on the floor?" Barclay asked casually as he

still looking down, finally

floor. Otherwise, Mrs.

again, Barclay said, "Mr. Covington had quite a

together, keeping her gaze forward, not

remembered something. "Oops, I forgot to tell Ms. Hurst

took care of

He hadn't.

rose from her seat, confident that someone would inform

else needed to

softly, refraining from

had other

voice cut through the silence, "What's

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

she received

"Excuse me?"

on giving me all her birthday presents for the

did she

didn't say

his tongue, eyeing her with a hint of amusement. "Ah,

Moira fell silent.

it too late to feign

quietly, his gaze skimming over her slightly flushed cheeks before settling on her.

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