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

and promptly straightened up, putting some distance between

aloof demeanor, was now surprisingly

them with a benevolent

cup crashed to the floor, shattering into

was my

about manners? A few

was strict

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

taken under his wing, received a rare bit of his

now was quite

was an accident. I've been practicing the piano for a competition, and my fingers are a bit sore. I just couldn't hold the cup steady." Norbert's expression

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

while since I've seen Grandpa, and with his health not being great, I just wanted to come and spend some time with

was merciless as he said, "Oh? So you do know about his health? Here

known for his sharp tongue and

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