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.

it wasn't practical to call

Moira began to look for someone to

two minutes, she

small suit had two pockets, obviously big enough to hold a phone. Moira walked up to

Jimenez." The beautiful lady smiled back at her,

shocked. "You know

Was she that famous?

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

embarrassed. "Can I ask you for a

replied, "What

like to borrow your phone to

directly handed her

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

not like she was

her phone number

upstairs, a melodious piano tune

about

he started liking

a phone with

but then he saw

from his

Barclay's taste become so

Barclay pick up the phone. "Hello, I'm Moira's husband, Barclay." So, it was

slightly trembling female voice came through the phone. Barclay lowered his gaze.

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