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.

glass, scanning the room but failing

she started tapping out a tune on her imaginary piano. Just

you're quite dedicated, even practicing at

Ms. Jimenez won't win any awards this

Ms. Jimenez hasn't reaped many rewards yet

words dripped with sarcasm, and Moira looked up to see two

attitude, Moira met their gaze coolly and remarked, "Well, without your dedication, you wouldn't

"You-"

faltered, and Moira's

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

your talent,

to the extent of teaching a third-grade

at the woman. "Sure, I could do that. But my tutoring rates are quite

an issue. As long as Ms. Jimenez can provide quality

woman deliberately raised her voice,

this month. They pay me 600 thousand dollars

yelhet

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