Barclay awkwardly said, "Don't worry, Mr. Hetfield, I've got it covered. As soon as I graduate, I'll shape up. I've got some things to handle now, and since Stuart's not home, I'll head out." With that, Barclay practically bolted out the door.

In the small community of Rosefrost Hollow, people were generally fearless, but most of them were still intimidated by Norbert.

Morwenna, carrying a bottle of liquor to the kitchen, had initially planned to pour out a drink.

She thought to herself, why does Norbert enjoy this stuff so much? Is it really that good?

Curiosity getting the better of her, Morwenna took a swig.

It hit her like a freight train.

She started coughing violently, her throat and stomach burning as if she had swallowed poison.

Why on earth does Norbert like this? It was terrifying!

dumped the rest of the liquor

the time she left the kitchen, Norbert had already gone upstairs, probably to avoid a lecture from her. He had

decided to water the garden plants

cool breeze seemed to make

to rest, Morwenna staggered

upstairs, she went into the bathroom for a shower,

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was spinning, including

was a potent spirit, Morwenna, who rarely drank, felt the alcohol hit her hard after stepping out into the cold and then taking a hot bath,

even misbuttoned her

was when

just as she stumbled

she was seeing double, then burst into giggles. "Oh, it's you, Stuart! Why are there so many of you? One, two, three..." Stuart, with a stern expression,

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