Chapter 189
"They''re a perfect match!"
"She has a handsome boyfriend to pick her up in the rain, that''s truly enviable."
Amidst the envious gazes andments from the crowd, Thalia walked under Alfie''s umbre.
When she linked arms with him, she signaled to her friend, Emma Oliver.
Emma looked in Moira''s direction and said, "Mr. Guzman, Ms. Jimenez is also here. Wouldn''t it be convenient for you to give her a ride?"
Alfie''s expression changed slightly, and he turned his head, quickly spotting Moira in the crowd.
"Moira." He called out, restraining his emotions.
In the crowd, Moira, who was suddenly called, hesitated.
She regretted stopping Juliet from confronting Emma earlier.
Before Alfie could speak, Thalia, pretending to be generous, asked Moira, "Ms. Jimenez, would you like a ride?"
"No need. Someone ising to pick me up," Moira replied coldly.
After that, Emma, who was irritating, chimed in again. "Why bother pretending, Ms. Jimenez? Didn''t you say Mr. Covington was at a dinner? Can hee and pick you up?"
She emphasized the words "can he," dripping with sarcasm.
Moira was about to retort when her phone suddenly rang.
She paused, seeing the caller ID, and with apetitive mindset, she answered the phone directly, "Hello, honey?"
Suddenly, the endearing term "honey" seemed to ignite Bary''s interest. He leisurely undid a button on his shirt. "Where are you?"
Moira had originally nned how to get Bary to cooperate with her acting, but she didn''t expect him to ask directly. For a moment, she was caught off guard and nervously replied, "Desco."
"Okay, got it." After saying that, Bary hung up.
He didn''t say he wasing to pick her up, just that he knew. But that was enough for her to y along!
Moira hung up the phone, smiled at Alfie and Thalia, and said, "My husband will be here soon, no need to trouble yourselves."
Alfie''s face turned a little pale when he heard her call.
He looked at Moira, his eyes seemingly full of words.
Since seeing Moira, Alfie hadn''t taken his eyes off her.
Thalia could hardly keep a straight face. "That''s good then, we''ll leave first."
"Okay." Moira gave a cold hum.
However, Alfie didn''t leave. "It''s alright, we''re not in a hurry. We''ll wait until Mr. Covington arrives. In case he doesn''te..."
When Juliet heard Alfie''s words, she
directly scoffed. "Who do you think you are? Always so indecisive! Mr. Covington said he''lle to pick Moira up, you don''t need to fake kindness. Go away, you disgusting hypocrites!"
Juliet''s words embarrassed both Alfie and Thalia.
Their actions weren''t very noticeable, but their voices weren''t exactly low either.
Alfie had attracted attention when he arrived, and after lingering for a while, the surrounding crowd gradually sensed the drama.
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Some could have left, but they intentionally stayed to watch the spectacle.
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course, she felt extremely anxious inside.
But no matter what, she had to keep up this act!
Just as she was pondering how to handle the situation if Bary didn''te, someone eximed, "Another luxury car, a Maybach!"
Moira instinctively looked up, and amidst the pouring rain, she saw a man walking towards her with a ck umbre.
For that moment, Moira felt like the world had quieted down, her heart and eyes fixated on Bary.
This man was so damn handsome!
Before Bary had even reached herpletely, still some feet away, Moira had already rushed out from the crowd.
She practically flew into Bary''s arms. Bary held the umbre with one hand and embraced her with the other. "You''re getting wet." Moira sniffed the familiar woody scent, embarrassed yet bold as she looked into Bary''s eyes. "It''s okay, I want to go home early."
His eyes darkened slightly, his hand around her waist tightening.
Although he knew she was acting, he couldn''t help but get lost in it.
Bary held her, turned around, and walked back into the rain with her. The two of them walked towards the Maybach.
Moira and Bary didn''t say anything, but it felt like they had said everything. It was victorious for Moira.