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She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Chapter 114
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Chapter 114 Moira stole a glance at Barclay. Unexpectedly, Barclay was also looking at her.) Although he still looked indifférent, Moira felt that he had becless cold.

Barclay looked at Moira like a curious cat. His fingertips could not help but press against her palm. He whispered into her ear, "Don't be afraid. You're Mrs. Covington." Moira was not afraid, but she was really nervous.

The person she met that day was only Barclay's stepmother, and there was no one else. Since Barclay and her stepmother were not on good terms, she did not have to be nice to his stepmother. She felt good to be sarcastic to her on that day.

But today was different. Other than Barclay's stepmother, she had to meet Barclay's biological father.

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No matter how bold she was, Moira knew that the relationship between Barcaly and his father was much harder for her to deal with. She couldn't simply provoke his father however she wanted.

She wasn't that stupid.

After Barclay said this in her ear, Moira was much less nervous.

She thought, "He's right. I am Mrs. Covington. Even though I am a fake one, after entering this house, I am temporarily the real Mrs. Covington!" Moira subconsciously straightened her back and followed Barclay in, The Covington family was indeed one of the most powerful families. Even the doors in their houses were unusually tall.

Her right leg could already walk normally, but she couldn't walk Ik too fast and couldn't wear high heels.

Hence, Moira chose to wear a pair of white single-layered shoes today. There were diamonds on the top of the shoes, and the light shone brightly, complementing the hem of her skirt.

They looked quite pretty.

This was the second tBernice Covington saw Moira. However, when she thought about what happened between them in the past, she looked away and stood up with the woman beside her. “Cynthia, let's take a seat first." Eric Covington also saw Barclay holding Moira's arm. He glanced at Moira before saying to Barclay, "Do you think any random woman is allowed to enter the Covington family freely?" Barclay held Moira's hand and replied unhurriedly, "I can also ask you that question." Bernice, who had already reached the stairs, hurried over to mediate the fight. "It's not the tto do this here. It's rare for Barcaly to cjoin with us. We just need to prepare another set of silverware for his woman. Also, Cynthia is here today. You shouldn't argue in front of her." dinner At the thought of Cynthia Hurst, Eric could only suppress his anger. However, he was still dissatisfied. "Are you three? Will you get lost if you don't hold her hand?" Although these words were directed at Barclay, it was obvious that he was also scolding Moira.

However, Moira pretended that she didn't hear it. She didn't want to start a fight with Eric so quickly. Chapter 114 M €7491 had nothing to do with whether she cared or not. It was a matter of courtesy and respect.

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dira secretly rolled her eyes, thinking that no one would see it.

m Unexpectedly, she looked over and realized that a tall and beautiful woman who was tanding at the staircase was looking at her. Women understood women the best. With just one glance, Moira could see that this woman was hostile towards her.

Needless to say, it was because of Barclay. If she was at another place, Moira would probably let go of Barclay and explain.

However, she wouldn't do it at that place. Based on Bernice's attitude, it seemed that this woman cfrom a wealthy family, Maira realized that Bernice probably wanted to set up Barclay with Cynthia.

Barclay had shielded her from being bullied by the Guzman family, so she was naturally duty-bound to help him reject Bernice's schemes. Moira did not let go of Barclay's hand. Instead, she held his hand even tighter and moved closer to him.

The two of them were originally about 10 inches apart, but now that Moira was leaning on him, the Was of wooden fragrance on Barclay's body beceven clearer. Moira felt her heart beating even faster.