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

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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.

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a bubble; many admired him from a distance,

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a broadcaster's 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

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