She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Chapter 214 

In the end, Barclay did not throw away the invitation. He did not stop Moira from attending Cynthia’s birthday party, but the premise was that he would accompany her that night. 

Moira had no objections. After all, Cynthia’s attitude towards her did make her a little worried. 

Well, it couldn’t be helped. Maybe she was too good–looking. 

Moreover, Cynthia seemed to obsess with Moira. 

Worried that Moira would not be there that day, Cynthia found an errand boy in the morning to remind Moira to attend her birthday party at night. 

Moira opened the door early in the morning and listened to the errand boy. She was dumbfounded and found it ridiculous! 

Moira had just closed the door when she saw Barclay walking out with a briefcase, ready for work. 

He asked, “Who’s that?” 

Hearing his voice, Moira withdrew her gaze. “It’s an errand boy.” 

Barclay looked at her and asked, “What’s he delivering?” 

Moira said, “Cynthia sent him to remind me not to forget her birthday party tonight.” 

Barclay did not reply. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Speechless? She was too! 

Barclay remained silent for a moment before saying, “I’ll come back earlier this afternoon.” 

“Okay.” Moira nodded and reopened the door. 

The driver was already waiting outside in the car, so Moira held the door open, waiting for Barclay to leave. 

Barclay asked, “Aren’t you going to say something?” 

What was she supposed to say? She uttered, “Have a good day at work?” 

Barclay smiled. “Call me if you need anything.” 

Moira nodded. “Okay.” 

What could a lazy person like her possibly need? Surprisingly, there was something! 

Moira remembered after waking up from her nap that Cynthia had come to her house to deliver the birthday invitation. 

She didn’t want to go, but she couldn’t just show up empty–handed if she did. 

However, Moira didn’t care about Cynthia’s birthday party, especially since she had to listen to Barclay. 

Barclay was always busy with work and making money. How could he remember to buy gifts? 

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Since it was already too late to go out and buy something, Moira thought of seeking help from Barclay. 

Well, he did have an all–purpose secretary! 

In the boardroom of Sega Group. The previously silent room suddenly drew everyone’s attention as a vibrating phone on the table caught 

their eyes. 

Barclay casually glanced at the caller ID on the screen, and his stern expression softened slightly. He picked up the phone directly. 

“It’s me.” His voice was deep and, through the phone, unexpectedly gentle. 

Moira realized for the first time that Barclay’s voice was quite pleasant to listen to. 

But she didn’t call him to hear his voice. She quickly focused her thoughts. “Mr. Covington, I hope I’m not bothering you?” 

“No.” He lied. 

Moira felt relieved. She was afraid she had called at the wrong time. “I realized I hadn’t prepared a birthday gift for Cynthia. It wouldn’t be polite to attend her birthday party empty–handed, right?” 

“I got it,” Barclay replied, with no intention of hanging up the phone yet. “Just woke up?” 

Moira replied, “Yeah. I won’t disturb you anymore. You can continue with your work. I’m going to practice the piano.” 

Barclay said, “Okay.” 

After hanging up the phone, Barclay lifted his head, his expression as cold as before, as if he hadn’t been the one on the phone just now. 

He said sternly, “Why aren’t you continuing? Is that all you’ve done in two months?” 

Barclay picked up his phone and stood up. “If I don’t see any progress in two months, you all can pack up and go home.” 

With that, he pushed his chair and left the office. 

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