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.

drained her glass, scanning the

started tapping out a tune on her imaginary piano. Just as her fingers began

quite dedicated,

Ms. Jimenez won't win

Ms. Jimenez hasn't reaped many rewards yet

looked up to see two unfamiliar women standing nearby, each with a drink in

remarked, "Well, without your dedication, you wouldn't even remember to crack

"You-"

faltered, and Moira's remark pierced

"Ms. Jimenez, I 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

simply admire your talent,

her talent to the extent of

woman. "Sure, I could do that. But my tutoring rates

an issue. As long as Ms. Jimenez can provide quality lessons for my niece, we're

voice, drawing attention from those

part-time gig this month. They pay

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