Morwenna's tone was firm. "No matter how much it is, it's not mine, and I don't want it." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Stuart had intended to transfer a few hundred thousand dollars to Morwenna, but since she didn't use PayPal and Stuart couldn't be bothered with the hassle, he gave her a card linked to one of his accounts. For someone as cautious as Stuart, giving someone direct access to his money was unprecedented.

It was the first time he'd ever been willing to trust Morwenna somewhat, and she shot it down.

With a stern face and a hint of impatience, Stuart shoved the card into Morwenna's hand. "Throw it away if you don't want it. Don't come to the hospital tomorrow. I'll arrange for someone to take Grandpa back to the Hetfield's Homestead, where he will be cared for."

Morwenna wanted to say more, but Stuart had already stridden away.

Morwenna had a card she didn't want.

She indeed needed money.

But she wouldn't take what wasn't rightfully hers.

She already owed Norbert and Stuart. She was there to repay a debt, not to take more.

Morwenna tucked the card away, planning to return it to Stuart later.

After Stuart left, he received a call from Fletcher.

there will be a penal sum. You might want to handle it

wife of the heir to the Hetfield Group, too thrifty to buy herself a decent meal, working

was gutting fish

It was almost unbelievable!

when Fletcher found out, he

Morwenna the money if he

coldly and dangerously responded, "Why are you so interested in her

choked a bit, knowing Stuart could be

a heads-up. And you might want to explain about

I need

spoke

up,

Stuart had no idea what to do. He must admit

Morwenna was always busy.

Villas market gutting fish, afternoons tutoring, and then

someone would

spend time talking with

been moved back

acute episodes. Staying in the hospital for long

nurses cared for him, who were far more professional than the

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