This kind of extreme challenge isn't for everyone.

Those who are faint-hearted might even end up with lasting psychological scars from such a scare.

Knowing full well that Morwenna was terrified of heights, tricking her into riding a roller coaster was downright malicious.

Screams tore through the air wave after wave.

Once around, twice, three times...

Stuart, with a sinister ease, asked, "Do you all want to keep going?"

"No... no more," they pleaded.

"Mr. Hetfield, we were wrong."

"We're done. I... we apologize.”

Stuart frowned like hitting the mute button, everyone fell silent instantly. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Everyone knew Stuart was a sort of tyrant. Angering him could lead to unimaginable consequences.

Seemingly unsatisfied, Stuart said, "Oh, stopping already? That won't do. I decided it's time you had your fill of fun. You've really grown some nerve, messing with my girl."

coaster roared to life

heights or not, enduring continuous rides

now carried a hint of crying, all becoming

Morwenna. Some couldn't even stand straight, others were bent over on the side of the path throwing up. A few had fainted

them, Stuart was indifferent to such

filled with dread yet trying not

Stuart found

of the people and their affairs were

then, Stuart felt a small hand clutching

He looked down.

holding onto him, calling out,

nasal, unintentionally

single utterance of his name seemed to pull him

anyone call Stuart by his first

Morwenna, unlike others who called him Mr. Hetfield, would call him Stuart and sometimes even

moment, Morwenna sensed something off in

her, Stuart still seemed every bit the reckless

staring deep into his eyes, she felt a chill that

walking alone in a world

call out to him, not to

was just to call his

sure what she

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