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.

to care anymore. She couldn't bear shouting Barclay as "darling" so

on the floor?" Barclay asked casually as

looking down, finally glanced up

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

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

gaze forward, not daring to lower her

"Oops, I

took care

He hadn't.

confident

else needed

Moira responded softly, refraining from bringing

fate had

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

a sudden? Was it sudden? Didn't we agree to

gift she

"Excuse me?"

her birthday presents for the

she say

say

a hint of

Moira fell silent.

too late to feign fainting

his gaze skimming over her slightly flushed cheeks before

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