How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

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.

the type to just

Barclay 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

demeanor, Barclay had only managed a poor imitation. After

never be

continued to watch Stuart from

was a

and women mingled, exchanging pleasantries and contact details. Even Ms. Irons found herself approached

a bubble; many admired him from

stuck close to Stuart, chatting him up now and then, sometimes getting super

event would

in 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.

seemed capable of standing beside Stuart without seeming