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She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Chapter 135
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Chapter 135 Moira was really angry. Even when she was criticized by Claire Blake online, she had never been so angry.

She started learning the piano at the age of four. Her achievements today were the result of her talent and hard work.

In her third year in high school, in order to balance school with the practice of piano, she went to bed at midnight every night and woke up at five the next morning to practice the piano.

Even though she was successful and famous now, she practiced the piano for no less than 30 hours a week. She never slacked off when she went out to play or compete in competitions.

She had worked so hard to advance step by step in the field she liked, but now, people were saying that she cheated to get all the honors she received. They were saying that she was crazy for wanting to becfamous that she dared to mess with Katie.

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If they had scolded her for having a problem with her character or for being a bad person, she would not have been so angry.

However, their words negated her twenty years of hard work. They even compared the talent she was proud of to nothing.

When Moira saw this, she was trembling.

She had never suffered so much in her life. After telling Barclay what she saw, her eyes becreddened.

When her hand was held, she subconsciously looked at Barclay. She blinked and a tear flowed out of the comer of her eye. "Barclay, I'm so angry!" She was indeed pissed off.

Barclay was stunned for a moment. He looked at the tear and his face darkened. He raised his hand and pulled her into his arms. "Don't worry, I'll help you take care of this." Moira was really angry. When Barclay pulled her into his arms, she was still trembling.

Actually, she didn't really care about the comments on the Internet. Back then, when Claire roasted her online, so many people scolded her. She just treated it as watching another person's .

However, it was different this time. Those people made her most beloved career sound so unbearable.

Barclay's shoulders were warm and thick, and the familiar wooden fragrance surrounded her. This made Moira slowly calm down and return to her senses.

She thought, "It is useless to be angry. Katie had gone overboard. If I don't retaliate, others would think that I am easy to mess with.

Moira lowered her eyes and thought about how to take revenge.

Actually, it was not difficult to do so. Katie had debuted five years ago, so it was impossible for her to not have any scandals.

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Since she liked to mess with others, Moira wanted to let her experience the sthing. After all, Moira was not in the Chapter 135 entertainment industry. This incident would not affect her future.

Katie was different. If she was attacked by her fans, she would basically not be able to survive in the entertainment industry.

Moira's anger cand went quickly. She was only angry because she was too embarrassed when she saw those people's comments just now. Now that she had calmed down, she felt that the matter was not that serious. With this thought in mind, Moira decided to take action. She picked up her phone and wanted to call Lenka and asked her to deal with this matter.

However, just as she raised her hand, her fingertips brushed past Barclay's thin lips. She froze for a moment. Only then did she realize that she was in his arms.

She thought, "What just happened? Why am I in Barclay's arms?"

Finally realizing this, Moira quickly got out of his embrace and sat two feet away from him she then looked at Barclay awkwardly. "Mr. Covington, I'm sorry. I lost my composure just now,"

Barclay didn't like that she had left his embrace so quickly. He pursed his lips slightly and suppressed the urge to pull her back into his arms. He looked at Moira and said with an imperceptible gentleness in his indifferent voice, “Mrs. Covington, have you thought of how to fight back?"