How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna casually strolled over and took a seat next to Norbert, making herself at home as she picked up a cup of tea for a sip.

She figured, if there was anything off about the tea, she'd be the first to know.

Norbert seemed to take a particular shine to Morwenna, a fact that did not escape Rose, whose eyes flickered with a hint of jealousy. Yet, she kept her composure, continuing to serve the tea with a light- hearted question to Stuart, "Stuart, care to join us for a cup?"

It was a mere formality; no one in the Hetfield family was particularly keen on sharing a tea moment with Stuart.

To everyone's surprise, Stuart nodded in agreement.

Norbert was visibly pleased, making room for him, "Come on, join us. It's good for you youngsters to sit together."

Finding herself seated next to Stuart threw Morwenna off her guard. She shot him a puzzled look, wondering what he was up to.

Leaning in, Stuart whispered, "Rose is fine, no need to be on edge."

Hearing this, Morwenna relaxed a bit. If Stuart said it was okay, then it must be.

She nodded, whispering back, "If there's no issue, why come sit here?"

as he responded, "To keep you company while you

and promptly straightened up, putting some

was now surprisingly approachable, always finding ways

watched them with a benevolent

the floor, shattering

was my fault," Rose

I teach you about manners? A few years

strict

years, he had been too caught up in Hetfield Group affairs, neglecting his children's upbringing and leaving it to

he had taken under his wing, received a rare bit of his time

stern questioning now was

"Grandpa, it was an accident. I've been practicing the piano for a competition, and my fingers

couldn't help but mock, "Can't even hold a teacup

gentle grievance, "It's been a while since I've seen Grandpa, and

sarcasm was merciless as he said, "Oh? So you do know

known for his sharp tongue and sparing no