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.

"Do you honestly believe Stuart is the type to just

had

right. Barclay's envy of Stuart was palpable. He envied Stuart's reckless character, which seemed unshackled by the constraints of high society. Morwenna had once accused him of being foolishly impulsive, merely

demeanor, Barclay had only managed a poor

never be

ignored Barclay and continued to watch Stuart from

was a match-making

and contact details. Even Ms. Irons found herself approached by

seemed to exist in a bubble; many admired him from a distance, but

Stuart, chatting him up now and then, sometimes getting super

event would start with an

of Rosefrost Hollow,

who seemed capable of standing beside Stuart without seeming