She Flash-Married To His Rival

Moira returned the phone to the stunning woman, her cheeks still tinged with warmth. "Thanks a million, gorgeous."

"I'm Everly Sullivane."

"Alright then, Miss Everly."

Everly glanced at Moira and broke into a sudden grin. "Ms. Jimenez, you're quite the charmer."

Moira hesitated, about to respond, when Everly was whisked away by her friend.

"Sorry to run off, Ms. Jimenez. Let's catch up later."

"No worries, next time, for sure."

After Everly left, Moira stood there feeling a bit at loose ends, but Barclay gestured for her to stay put.

She remained still. What if she wandered off, and they ended up missing each other? That would be incredibly awkward.

At that moment, a waiter arrived with a tray of vibrant drinks. Moira casually reached for one, taking a sip.

Tart and sweet, surprisingly refreshing, with a hint of lemon and fruitiness. Moira took another sip, feeling a bit buzzed, unable to resist another.

It was her first taste of such a concoction, and she had no clue about the brand. But it was oddly irresistible, making her tempted to ask Cynthia for a purchase link. But that was just a passing thought.

her glass, scanning the room but failing to spot Barclay

imaginary

you're quite dedicated, even practicing at

Without it, Ms. Jimenez won't

and Ms. Jimenez hasn't reaped many rewards

see two unfamiliar women

Moira met their gaze coolly and remarked, "Well, without your dedication, you

"You-"

of the women faltered, and Moira's remark pierced

have a niece in the third grade who's in ĕ need of a piano teacher. You're not too busy these days, are you? Would you consider taking on a

admire your talent,

admiring her talent to the

I could do that.

can provide quality lessons for my

woman deliberately raised her voice, drawing attention from those

said, "Sure, I've taken on a part-time gig this month. They pay me 600 thousand dollars per hour. But for your niece, I

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