How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Jemima cautiously stepped out, scanning her surroundings before whispering, "Adelaide, where's Morwenna?" They had all changed into their evening attire quite a while ago, yet Morwenna was nowhere in sight.

Adelaide just shook her head, secretly wishing Morwenna would just disappear.

Stuart was truly infuriated.

Perched on a bar stool across the room, he sipped his whiskey slowly with an aura of danger emanating from him that made everyone too nervous to approach, including Adelaide. As they spoke, a group of girls drifted towards them.

The Gallagher family didn't belong at this private event, but thanks to Stuart, Adelaide was somewhat of a central figure.

"Adelaide and Jemima, what are you two chatting about?"

"We're planning a trip to Windcharm Villas tomorrow. Adelaide, why don't you talk to Mr. Hetfield? He always listens to you."

Adelaide stopped her wandering thoughts and smiled politely, "Sure, I'll speak with Stuart. But you'll need to bring your drinks, let's not raid Stuart's liquor cabinet." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Oh, Adelaide, already playing the thrifty wife, huh? Got it, we'll bring our own."

teasing. Stuart wouldn't be pleased to hear

be shy. It's practically settled then. We'll all head to Windcharm Villas

Adelaide's word was Stuart's command, as

Adelaide relished that feeling.

a party, after all.

while with the younger crowd, they moved towards the

was when

a formal gown,

engrossed in a chess

no

good idea. I learned chess from the toughest man in the hills

how dare

of them dressed in similar martial arts attire as Morwenna, seemed

younger attendees

some of the most influential forces in

a privilege for the younger ones.