Mrs. Hetfield had just returned, and it was unthinkable not to notify Mr. Hetfield.

She adored Mr. Hetfield so much; no matter how busy he was, could anything be more important than Mrs. Hetfield?

"What is it?" came Stuart's icy voice over the phone.

It seemed that aside from dealing with Morwenna, Stuart was either cold as ice to everyone else or dishing out sly smiles left and right. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Orson instinctively straightened up, as if he was responding to a superior officer. "Mrs. Hetfield is back! And she brought three of her classmates with her." "Okay."

Orson wanted to ask Mr. Hetfield if he wanted to arrange something, but the call was abruptly ended.

Orson couldn't help but think, Mr. Hetfield really wasn't the easiest person to like!

That was Mrs. Hetfield, for crying out loud. He had informed him of her return, yet Mr. Hetfield seemed utterly unfazed.

Mrs. Hetfield sure had peculiar taste, fancying someone as intimidating as Mr. Hetfield...

Thirty minutes later.

A car pulled into the old mansion's driveway.

stride down from the car, his

no reaction; he had rushed

straight home, looking somewhat

him she would be

the outer

her school, fearing their relationship might stir up trouble if exposed. If he barged in now, Morwenna might

what Stuart was thinking at that moment, they would

since when did he ever compromise for

Oh, are you worried Mrs. Hetfield doesn't want her classmates to see you? Does Mrs. Hetfield find you embarrassing?" Stuart's expression darkened

meant to be kept private, not blurted

Orson was always on thin ice around Stuart - he never thought

the relationship under wraps and still go in. After all, this is Hetfield Homestead. You're not just Mrs. Hetfield's husband; you're the heir to the Hetfield family... Okay, I'll shut up now. I won't say another word, Mr.

anyone else been so careless in their words before Stuart, they would've been promptly shown

found Orson's words

Orson, Stuart strode

he paused, rolling down his sleeves and

was momentarily concealed, transformed into a

Stuart entered.

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