This time, Morwenna managed to secure a seat inside, waiting patiently for Stuart. Unbeknownst to her, in this harsh reality of society, without the hairpin adorning her head, she wouldn't even be allowed to sit here.

She thought the hairpin was just a simple, everyday gift, far less valuable than the casual necklace Keira had once gifted as a token of goodwill. Little did she know, the hairpin held more value than the necklace which Keira, possessing many such necklaces, could easily hand out.

Morwenna had been waiting for a while when the receptionist kindly offered her a glass of juice, which tasted refreshingly delightful.

Suddenly the lobby fell eerily silent.

Lifting her head, Morwenna's eyes sparkled as she saw Stuart had arrived. She noticed that whenever Stuart appeared, the room would always hush.

Clutching the lunchbox, Morwenna stood up and cheerfully called out, "Stuart!"

Her voice, loud in the quiet hall, echoed like a thunderclap, drawing the attention of everyone present.

Save for Adelaide, who else would dare to do such a thing?

another woman trying to win Mr. Hetfield's

witness Mr. Hetfield's notorious cold rejection

didn't hesitate and started jogging toward Stuart. A

neckline, slipped down her shoulder as she ran, revealing a tiny hint of her chest. The onlookers gasped, struck

commanded,

and Morwenna hurried over to Stuart, looking up at

dress, Stuart roughly adjusted her neckline,

from behind, "Mr. Hetfield, what

"Reschedule it for tomorrow."

the elevator, watching as the

into

was wide-eyed. "Sister, Mr. Hetfield took that woman

I

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