How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna wasn't about to start a brawl-she had more sense than that.

Sandra, flanked by her clique, couldn't help but jeer and mock loudly.

Even the usually busy Student Council President was drawn out by the commotion.

Looking at Campbell, he asked, "What's going on here? What's all the fuss about?"

Before Campbell could reply, voices from the crowd piped up.

"Council President, we trust that you'll be fair. We demand a new election for the Freshman Representative."

"Council President, the Student Council should represent all students, not just be a megaphone for a select few!"

"We demand fairness and an end to nepotism and backdoor deals!"

"Morwenna should be expelled from Rosefrost University! She's tarnishing the reputation of our school." "Expel her!"

the crowd she had incited grew

spiraling

the people rehearsing in the auditorium, other students

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faced much adversity in her life, she wasn't easily

she had been backed

thought she was chosen on her merits to be the Freshman Representative, unaware that

a personal vendetta against her. Catching Morwenna's gaze, the usually brash Barclay, for

snorted, it was unclear

the verge of

me, but do any of you really know me? If you did, you wouldn't say

one to shy away from a challenge, and her confidence silenced the whispers,

scoffed, "I heard your SAT score was only a 1400. We have freshmen here at Rosefrost who

solely on academic performance, then I have no arguments. But as far as