How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna had no clue what a bitch was like, but what she did know was that Adelaide was certainly making a scene.

Adelaide snapped, "Aren't you going to apologize? They're just spoiled and uncouth because of their upbringing. That's no reason to resort to violence." "Don't listen to her excuses, Adelaide. Call the police. We need to call the police," another voice chimed in.

"The bruises on me are proof enough. I'm pressing charges!"

Adelaide, dressed in an extravagant gown and flawless makeup, sternly instructed the boutique assistant, "Please, call the police."

Morwenna stood there in her worn clothes and bare face, a stark contrast to the opulence around her. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The discerning eyes of SY Boutique's assistant could immediately tell the rich from the poor. The difference between these two women was glaringly obvious.

"Right away, Ms. Gallagher. We'll handle it," the assistant complied promptly, satisfying Adelaide.

Traditionally, Adelaide attended the private gatherings with Stuart alone.

This time, Stuart had unexpectedly decided to bring Morwenna along.

With two dates, Stuart would make Adelaide the laughingstock of the event. She couldn't let that happen.

to mar Morwenna's appearance or at least get her hair cut, ensuring she couldn't attend the gala. Who knew her minions would be so

now, it

wouldn't make it to the event

a finger herself. Others had instigated the fight,

found out

satisfied with her

the store manager rushed over, scanned the group of

you Ms. Winslet?" she asked

"Yes, that's me. I admit I hit someone,

reviewed

used to someone from

her companions

politely inquired, "Are you sure you want to press charges?

looked dumbfounded, turning

Adelaide's face darkened.

knew these store managers and assistants usually kept out of customer disputes.

Adelaide silent, gritted her teeth