How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

But it's only Fletcher and Barclay who're somewhat closer with Stuart.

Morwenna watched them intently, her gaze unwavering. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Seizing the opportunity to bash Morwenna, Barclay chimed in, "See, there's no shortage of women pining for Stuart's attention. Sophisticated ladies are a dime a dozen, each more impressive than the next. And you think you stand a chance with Stuart? Do you honestly believe you're in his league?"

Morwenna, who had been observing the scene, turned to Barclay, her voice barely above a whisper, "Norbert thinks I'm worthy. Besides, it's not about being worthy. If Stuart likes someone, even a beggar would make the cut. If he doesn't, all the perfection in the world amounts to nothing."

Barclay retorted, "But in our circles, do you really think we have the luxury of marrying for love? Marriages are more about alliances, about what benefits the family."

Morwenna scoffed, "Speak for yourself."

Barclay was left speechless.

Stuart is the type to just settle? Do you

had

character, which seemed unshackled by the constraints of high society. Morwenna had once accused him of

demeanor, Barclay had only managed a poor imitation. After a particularly humbling encounter with

could never be

and continued to

was a match-making

women mingled, exchanging pleasantries and contact details. Even

in a bubble; many admired him

then, sometimes getting super close, and he didn't seem to

per tradition, the event would start with

tone, "We are privileged to have among us today the finest young people of Rosefrost Hollow, and it's an honor to have Mr. Hetfield here. Who will have the pleasure

Greta, the only one who seemed capable of standing beside Stuart without seeming