Moira was truly flustered this time. "Ms. Hurst, I suddenly need to use the restroom..."

As she spoke, she quickly left the room.

Cynthia was puzzled. "Moira! The restroom is not that way!"

But before she could finish her sentence, Moira had already dashed downstairs.

Cynthia stood there, feeling confused.

Everything was fine just now. Why did Moira run away as soon as she confessed her feelings? Did Moira dislike her?

With these thoughts in mind, Cynthia's mood suddenly soured.

Cynthia's "yes" had suddenly shaken Moira.

She had been confessed to by people before, but being confessed to by a girl was a first!

She didn't have any issues with Cynthia's sexual orientation. She just felt a bit overwhelmed as the one being liked.

Moira ran while looking for Barclay. She regretted leaving him just now!

She exclaimed in her heart, 'Mr. Covington, where are you? Can we go home now?'

However, the hall was too large, and there were many people tonight. Moira had been searching for more than ten minutes without finding him.

pocket, and it wasn't practical to call him. But calling herself

Moira began to look for someone to borrow

minutes, she finally

over her shoulders. The small suit had two pockets, obviously big enough to hold a phone. Moira

The beautiful lady smiled back at her,

shocked. "You

Was she that famous?

beautiful lady explained, "I do, Ms. Jimenez. You're last year's winner

felt embarrassed. "Can I ask you for a

replied, "What can

to borrow your phone to

beautiful lady directly

was about to walk away to make the call, but then she thought about it. The beautiful lady had been so generous in lending her the phone, so why should

she was going

her phone

the same time, upstairs, a melodious

was about

started

a phone with

then he saw a

phone case from

Barclay's taste become

feeling puzzled, he heard Barclay pick up the phone. "Hello, I'm Moira's husband, Barclay."

me." Moira's slightly trembling female voice came

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