Chapter 200
Felix watched as the two holding hands gradually disappeared into the distance. His gaze turned cold behind his sunglasses.
Barclay! How annoying!
Seeing Felix still, Zachary became nervous. “What’s wrong? Aren’t you afraid of being recognized?”
Felix finally looked away and left the cafe without a word, clearly angry.
Zachary frowned, feeling puzzled. What on earth could have annoyed Felix?
Moira was completely immersed in her act, only realizing they were holding hands when they entered the elevator.
Their fingers intertwined tightly!
Realizing this, her face flushed instantly. “Mr. Covington, your acquaintance didn’t get in the elevator, did they?”
Barclay glanced at her, calmly responding, “No.”
With that, he voluntarily let go of her hand.
As their tightly clasped hands separated, Moira’s sweaty palm felt a sense of relief.
She glanced at her right hand, feeling a strange sensation.
The elevator stopped on the first floor, and most people inside got off, leaving the space less crowded.
Moira moved to the side, trying hard not to brush against Barclay.
She wasn’t avoiding him. She was afraid of getting too close and being rejected.
Noticing her movements, Barclay glanced at her.
Moira felt embarrassed. “It’s a bit warm.”
She really wasn’t avoiding himl
“Yeah,” he responded nonchalantly. When the elevator doors opened again, Moira was relieved.
Moira got into the car and fastened her seatbelt.
At that moment, Barclay’s phone suddenly rang
Barclay frowned lightly and answered the call. “What’s up?”
On the other end, Harvey said, “How about dinner together?”
Didn’t Barclay ask to call him?
Barclay replied, “I’m not free.”
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Chapter 200
Harvey chuckled out of annoyance. “So what exactly do you want to do?”
Barclay said, “Have some coffee.”
Harvey had never known that Barclay had such a hobby. “Alright, I’ll ask Finley and the others.”
Barclay said, “Okay.”
After hanging up, Barclay glanced at Moira. “That was Harvey. He asked me to take you for some coffee.”
Moira hesitated. It didn’t seem like a good idea.
But before she could say anything, Barclay added, “He doesn’t believe that we’re married. He thinks we’re just putting on a show.”
This statement immediately sparked Moira’s professionalism. “No problem, let’s go!”
Barclay asked, “Aren’t you tired?”
I’m fine, not that tired.” Moira’s words were followed by a yawn
Moira stiffened. It was a moment of awkward silence.
However, Barclay didn’t mind. “It won’t take too long.”
Moira nodded, “Alright, I’ll follow your lead!”
Barclay reminded, “Don’t worry about what they say. Their words don’t carry weight.”
Moira initially thought Barclay’s friend was a bit off, but hearing his words, she suddenly understood Harvey a bit better.
Just… mutual teasing, right?
Barclay added, “You should take a nap. It’ll take over twenty minutes to get there.”
Moira hesitated, but to be more alert later, she eventually agreed. “Then I’ll take a nap.”
Barclay asked, “Good. Is the air conditioning too cold?”
“A little.” Moira didn’t notice it until Barclay mentioned it. She did feel a chill in the car.
Barclay turned the knob. “Alright, I’ll adjust it.”
Moira said, “Thank you. Mr. Covington, you’re kind.”
Barclay was surprised. “You think so?”
Moira adjusted her sitting posture, preparing to fall asleep, and mumbled, “Yes.”
Barclay didn’t say anything more. The car fell into a quiet atmosphere. In just over ten seconds, Moira drifted off to sleep.
Just before she fell into a deep slumber, she managed to murmur, “Yeah, you’re really kind