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Chapter 27 Moira slept like a rock last night, probably the deepest sleep she'd ever had in her life. It wasn't until 7:30 the next morning that she woke up. After getting ready, she picked up her phone and saw a message someone had sent her last night (Moira, you can't beat| From the tone of the message, Moira knew it was from Claire. Claire was like a coward, always texting Moira from different number Moira didn't pay much attention to her texts, but soon enough, she realized what Claire was up to Juliet bombarded Moira with dozens of messages on WhatsApp. After scrolling through the screenshots, Moira figured out what was going on. Juliet kept sending more messages, giving her take on the situation. I've never seen someone so shameless! I think Claire should becan actress instead of wasting her talent playing the victim.] [But man, she's so annoying looking. I bet no director wants her for a rolet But why did she cause a scene last night anyway? Was she trying to introduce herself to Alfie's mom? Too bad Alfie's mom can't stand herf [This t topic is probably her p paying to make it trend. Claire must think you're a fool, so she keeps using the strick to mess with you.] Juliet's messages were just too much, Moira quickly skimmed through them and replied: [Don't be angry. L...] Before Moira could finish typing, her phone rang. She glanced at it; it was an unknown caller, Moira usually didn't pick up unknown calls, but she was typing when the call cin, accidentally hitting the answer button. She had to greet, "Hello, this is Moira." "It's me, Mrs. Covington." A man's deep and gentle voice cthrough the phone.
Moira was surprised. "Mr. Covington, good morning," she said. She didn't expect him to call her so early. It made her wonder if he wanted to talk about divorce "Good morning." Barclay greeted from the other end of the line. After a pause, he said, “Have you seen what's been happening online?" Moira, hearing his question, understood that he wasn't calling about divorce and breathed a sigh of relief. “I just saw it. Is it causing you trouble?" she asked.
"For now, nothing can causetrouble." His voice sounded calm but filled with pride.
Moira wasn't put off by his tone. She felt that people like Barclay had the right to be proud. "So, why did you call me?" Moira asked.
"Do you needto handle this matter, or do you want to deal with it yourself?" Barclay inquired.
This surprised Moira. She hadn't expected Barclay to offer to help her with this issue, but Moira declined his offer, saying, "This situation is worse enough for you. I don't want to cause you more trouble. I can handle it,” Aher a few seconds of contemplation, Barclay spoke up. "Alright. I have something here that should be helpful to you. Giveyour email, and I'll send it