How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

This girl was still using a flip phone from a decade ago. You can't even find these on the market anymore. How long were she planning to keep using it?

The young man couldn't help but interject, "Little lady, my phone isn't like the ones you find in the stores. It's got the latest chip, top-of-the-line technology, the best camera, and most importantly, it's secure. No data leaks whatsoever."

Morwenna shook her head, "No need. My phone makes calls, sends texts, and that's enough for me. I don't see the point in spending money on a new one."

The young man was at a loss for words. His custom-built, high-end phone got rejected for the first time.

Just then, Stuart handed Morwenna the new phone with a freshly installed SIM card, "Your old phone isn't as convenient as you think."

"How so? It works just fine for me."

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she had seen Stuart make a lightning-fast transfer before. It would make it so much easier to send money to her old headmaster. The young man was baffled. Every smartphone could do these things. How

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myself. Since you owe me quite a bit already, I'll

examined the sleek, black phone, quite unlike anything she had seen before, and certainly not as flashy as the ones Fletcher and

she agreed, relieved. She trusted Stuart - he

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