She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Chapter 158 

Linden had been Barclay’s secretary for so many years, but recently, Linden realized that his position seemed to be in danger. 

Linden used to think that as Barclay’s secretary, he knew Barclay best, but recently, Linden did not seem to be able to keep up with Barclay’s 

instructions. 

Last weekend, Barclay had asked Linden to draft a marriage contract. Now, Barclay suddenly changed his mind about the gala and wanted to bring Moira along. 

Linden did not understand why Barclay suddenly changed his mind and wanted to attend this gala, and he also did not understand why Barclay, who usually didn’t bring a female date, suddenly wanted to bring Moira to this gala. 

Linden stood in his office thinking about it as he held the invitation in his hand. Finally, he seemed to realize something. 

Summit was hosting this gala. Since Summit and the Fairyald Group were collaborators, the Guzman family would be invited to this event. 

Barclay had always disliked attending these useless galas, but this time, he wanted to bring Moira along because Alfie would also be present. 

Linden finally understood. 

Barclay must want to show off their affection for each other in front of Alfie. 

Realizing this, Linden hurriedly instructed someone to send the invitation to Moira. At the same time, he began to make arrangements to get 

Moira a dress for the gala. 

The gala was in a few days, so it was too late to custom–make a dress. Linden could only try his best to choose the best dress available to make sure Moira looked her best. 

When Moira received the invitation, she immediately thought of the contract she had signed not long ago. 

Moira felt that it was time for her to fulfill her obligations. Unexpectedly, before she could say anything, the person who sent the invitation said, “Mrs. Covington, Mr. Dittman has already arranged for someone to prepare your dress and shoes for the gala. You might need to leave. two hours in advance on the day itself.”” 

“Okay…” Moira answered after a slight pause. 

‘Barclay’s employees are really meticulous. I thought I might have to prepare many things in advance for this gala, but looks like I just need to go. Moira thought. 

After the person who sent the invitation left, Moira could not help but complain to Juliet on WhatsApp. 

Moira: I wanted to show off my skills, but I didn’t expect it to go to waste.] 

Juliet: [Moira, are you sure you’re not showing off about how happy you are?] 

“Wait, what?” Moira thought. 

Moira thought about it and inexplicably felt a little guilty. 

Moira sent an emoji, not daring to answer Juliet’s question directly. 

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When Barclay returned that night and mentioned the gala, Moira lamented that Barclay’s secretary was very meticulous. 

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Upon hearing her words, Barclay paused as he was fumbling with the top button of his shirt. He turned to look at Moira, who was playing games on the sola. “Meticulous?” 

Moira was focused on playing her game and she merely replied, “Yeah. Everything is prepared. I don’t have to think about anything or prepare anything. Just thinking about it makes me feel a little guilty.” 

As Barclay’s partner, Moira felt that she hadn’t done much. 

“Guilty about what?” 

Barclay loosened his collar and quietly walked to Moira’s side, sitting down beside her. 

Moira was in the middle of a game, Moira glanced at Barclay and saw him sitting beside her, so she responded casually, “Yeah, I feel like I haven’t been very useful.” 

“There’s someone in the bushes on the left,” Barclay said. 

Almost immediately, Moira was attacked in the game from the bushes on the left. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Moira was glad that she had quickly retreated after hearing what Barclay had said. Otherwise, she would have died again. 

“Thank you, or I’d have lost again,” Moira said. 

Moira turned around and glanced at Barclay. 

At this moment, Moira realized that Barclay had sat beside her. The two of them were very close, and Barclay’s thigh was pressed against hers. She could feel his body temperature. 

DEAMY 

Moira’s scalp tingled. The back of her left hand suddenly felt warm as Barclay closed his hand over hers, saying, “If you continue to be distracted, you’ll lose your battle record.” 

Barclay covered her hand, taking over the controls on her phone as he walked her character to safety in the game.