Chapter 209
Never mind.
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Barclay probably didn’t remember the incident from that evening. He was a busy man, and that little incident seemed insignificant in his life
of success.
The photo was indeed beautiful and suited Barclay’s style.
If Moira told him the lady in the photo was her, she thought it would be even better.
However, Moira decided not to reveal her thoughts to avoid embarrassment.
If Barclay simply found the photo appealing and used it as his screensaver, claiming ownership too eagerly might seem overly calculating. It was better to let it go.
Moira realized her impulsiveness and said, “Actually, upon closer inspection, this photo has a certain artistic quality, and it does look good as
a screensaver.”
She looked at the photo of herself and felt her face heat up. Trying to maintain composure, she continued, “I’m just casually asking, so please
don’t mind.”
“It’s okay,” Barclay replied, not minding at all.
Moira breathed a sigh of relief and swiftly changed the subject. “I still need to practice the piano for three hours today. I’ll go practice now.”
“Okay,” Barclay said, picking up his phone and examining the screensaver.
Moira glanced at him, and her heart skipped a beat.
She got up to leave the table, intending to head upstairs to the piano room.
However, just a few steps away, she heard Barclay’s voice behind her, sounding somewhat puzzled. “Ms. Jimenez, does this photo seem
familiar to you?”
Moira tensed up. She turned around and faced him, saying, “No, I just casually asked.”
“Is that so?” Barclay smirked slightly. “I seem to find this photo more and more familiar.”
Moira subconsciously tugged at her clothes. “It must be an optical illusion!”
Barclay raised his head and looked at her. “Doesn’t it resemble the scene from that rainy night when I came to pick you up, and you ran into
my arms?”
Moira fell silent, It was not resembling. It was exactly that scene!
Moira didn’t dare to say this. She stood there, feeling regretful for her earlier slip of the tongue.
Seeing her silence, Barclay continued, “Wasn’t there someone taking our photo that night?”
Moira did not reply. She thought why wasn’t there a pill for regret?
Seeing her not speaking, Barclay looked at her flushed ears. He then slowly wiped off his smile. “I won’t disturb you anymore. You can go ahead and practice the piano.”
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Chapter 209
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At this moment, Moira had no intention of practicing. She looked anxiously at the phone in Barclay’s hand and decided to come clean. “Mr. Covington, the persons in that photo are indeed me and you.”
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