How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

The butler didn't dare enter.

Otherwise, he would have caught a glimpse of the young master, holding a mirror and examining the small black marks scattered like ink spots across his ghostly pale face. Morwenna waited patiently on the other side.

Soon, the butler returned with a long-term contract in hand.

Thinking of the salary, Morwenna struggled to contain her smile, her usually stern face softening.

The butler was much more polite this time, "Ms. Winslet, today's already Thursday. You can start next Monday."

Being addressed as Ms. Winslet made Morwenna feel a bit shy.

She thought about mentioning she was free the next day, Friday, but the butler had already set the start date for Monday. Pleased, Morwenna signed the contract and received her pay for the day.

She didn't use online payment methods and was handed $1,000 in cash, which brought a smile to her face.

school, and took out $200 to treat

to. The mall was bustling with

picked up some beef, half a chicken, a selection

hated dealing with bones. If she removed them, he would happily eat

exhausted, Morwenna passed by the

the mountains who lacked even basic meals and decided to save

to Windcharm Villas, Stuart

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impressive, and she spent

time dinner was ready, it

without his phone number, Morwenna fretted about whether

the warm meal into a thermal container and headed out,

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