NovelEnglishChapter 197 Barclay placed the deboned fish onto Moira's plate. "Indeed, it's not very high." Moira said, "Um... thank you." Rich people really had a different concept of money compared to herl "Do you need money?" he asked.
Moira answered, "Not really," "Really?" Barclay glanced at her. "If you ever need money, you can... borrow from me!" "Thank you." Moira smiled. It was unnecessary.
With everything reported, the next step was to sign the contract with Felix.
Lenka and Felix's agent had already arranged everything. Moira received a call from Lenka after finishing her lunch, asking her to cout and sign the contract.
Moira was a bit surprised. "So soon?" Lenka replied, “Felix said that their company is rushing us." Moira didn't think much of it. "Oh, okay!" She had planned to take a nap, but now she had to change and go out to sign the contract.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe temperature outside was nearing 104 °F, so Moira opted for a long skirt and a pair of flat sandals.
She didn't plan to stay out for long, so she dressed casually. She braided her hair into a simple twist and let it fall over her right shoulder. Apart from sunscreen and lipstick, she wore no makeup.
With her bag in hand, she headed downstairs, where she bumped into Barclay coming up. Moira told him, "I'm going out to sign a contract." Barclay glanced at her. "I'll drive you." Moira wanted to decline, saying she could just take a taxi, but Barclay had already walked past her.
She glanced back at his departing figure and went downstairs to fetch a glass of water while waiting for him. Barclay soon descended, clad in loose black casual pants and a silk shirt of the scolor scheme. Moira watched him descend the stairs, admiring his look.
"Ready," he said as he approached her.
Moira took a sip of water in a daze.
Barclay usually presented himself in formal attire, exuding dignity and restraint. Moira could only fantasize about him without daring to 14:26 Wed, 3 Jul MM.
Chapter 197 actually offend him.
But today, with his current attire, he seemed like a carefree nobleman, exuding a hint of elegance that tempted one to touch him.
Moira got into the car, avoiding looking at Barclay throughout the journey.
However, the confined space allowed the unique scent of wood emanating from him to silently tempt her to commit a crime.
00:58% She stared out the window, her mind filled with thoughts of Barclay's figure and his alluring chest exposed by his unbuttoned collar.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe journey felt like a trip through purgatory for Moira.
Fortunately, the location Lenka arranged for their meeting with Felix wasn't far. They arrived at their destination in just twenty minutes from the villa.
When the car stopped, Moira glanced at Barclay and quickly unbuckled her seatbelt. "I'm going to be late, Mr. Covington. I'll head up first. Feel free to go ahead if you're busy, and don't worry about me!" With that, she dashed towards the elevator.
Barclay watched Moira join the crowd entering the elevator, his brows furrowing slightly. He glanced down at his collar. Perfectly open.
But why wasn't she looking? Had she grown tired of him already?
Barclay tapped his fingers on the steering wheel twice. Afterward, he lifted his hand and leisurely buttoned up the second button of his shirt before exiting the car and heading toward the elevator slowly. He wanted to see what kind of gFelix was playing.
14:26 Wed, 3 Jul MM.
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