Behind the school, there was a private parking lot. That space had been bought by the professors and advisors for their own use. Typically, students were not allowed there. But if Stuart said you could go, then you could go.

Morwenna didn't even change out of her evening gown; she just threw on a shawl and made a dash for the parking lot. After the performance, many had wanted to catch up with Morwenna but couldn't find her. So, they surrounded Matthew instead. Matthew was trying to fend off Campbell. Thus, the two brothers found themselves encircled by enthusiastic students.

Meanwhile, the principal tried to follow Stuart but stopped abruptly when Stuart turned and said, "Don't follow me." At that, the principal halted in his tracks. Seeing this, none of the other young entrepreneurs dared to follow either. It seemed their trip was in vain, not having exchanged a single word.

The vice principal hurried over, whispering, "Principal, what happened? Did Mr. Hetfield say anything?"

Wiping sweat from his brow, the principal shook his head, "Nothing. It was fine at first, but then he seemed more and more dissatisfied. I don't know what got into him."

face fell, "How could he be dissatisfied? Mr. Hetfield himself asked to attend the

seemed like he wanted to take a walk, but what's there to see at Rosefrost

would he attend a

towards the private parking lot. From a distance, she noticed a guard at the entrance. As she got closer, she realized the guard was none other than Orson Brown. Surprised, Morwenna exclaimed, "Orson, what are you doing here? Weren't

hesitated, then said, "I came out with the young master. Mrs. Hetfield, please come in. The young master is waiting for you in the

look, she frowned, "Orson, did

shook his head, his honest face reassuring, "No, no, Mr. Norbert's fine. My brother is with him, he took his medicine on time, and he's not drinking. It's just...

things unsaid; his mother had passed away after being ill. In her final days, she was weak, eating less and less. Norbert was also eating very little and seemed out of spirits. But his elder and second brothers insisted it was nothing to worry about, that it was just because he wasn't drinking. Orson, being naive, believed them. Yet, a part of him remained uneasy, which

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