Oswald immediately went downstairs to make the necessary arrangements.

Morwenna, curious and bewildered, wondered why the driver, the butler, and the bodyguard all shared the surname Brown.

Orson, noticing Morwenna's puzzled look, whispered from behind, "The driver's my uncle and the butler's my dad. I have a sister who's into horticulture. She takes care of the garden." Morwenna was speechless.

As they entered the grand hall, the ancient charm of the house was palpable, with its deep red wooden furniture exuding a sense of solemn grandeur.

Norbert gestured for Morwenna to sit by his side.

Soon, people began to trickle back home.

Those who returned were surprised to see a strange girl sitting next to Norbert.

How did she have the nerve to sit next to Norbert? Wasn't she scared?

The rules of the Hetfield family were strict. Before Mr. Hetfield spoke, everyone took their seats properly.

As more people gathered, Morwenna felt increasingly uneasy under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Once everyone had assembled, Norbert set down his coffee cup and announced, "I've called everyone here to introduce you all to Stuart's new wife."

"What?"

"Whose wife?"

family revered Norbert's

even bumped into a corner

were now

idea of Norbert remarrying would have been less surprising than

family to remain a bachelor for life, had married in silence, a truly shocking

up, slightly nervous, and said, "Hello everyone,

The room fell silent.

shock of the others, began making introductions, "Wenna, this

"Nice to meet you, Phineas

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to politely decline when Norbert

Morwenna could only accept, quickly

statement clearly signaled

for Stuart. It was customary

evident, who would dare

had already sent someone

meeting was so sudden.

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