How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Stuart led Morwenna upstairs without another word.

The remaining trio stood there, baffled, as Norbert maintained his stern expression. Once Morwenna was gone, the atmosphere seemed to chill.

Norbert, trying to soften his imposing demeanor, addressed them, "Wenna is a bit naive and easily taken advantage of. You all are her friends. If anything untoward happens to her at school, I hope you'd let the Hetfield family know."

Dahlia was about to respond when Lorna jumped in, "Of course, does that mean we can come over to the Hetfield Manor anytime?"

Lorna, ever the blabbermouth, didn't even notice Dahlia pinching her arm in warning. With Stuart, the mood-dampener gone, Lorna was back to her unfiltered self.

But Hetfield Manor wasn't a place you just dropped by.

long as you're Wenna's friends, you're

the faint-hearted. They say no bond is stronger than one forged in battle, and I count Morwenna as a friend after our little scuffle." Realizing

in front of her grandfather. Norbert eyed Lorna more closely, then asked, "Who won?" "Uh... Morwenna did, by a

more than a slight margin, a tipsy Lorna

"Good, that's

but did that justify Norbert's blatant favoritism? His unwavering support, personally seeing her off to school, asking others to look after her, and even favoring her over his

still in disbelief about the day's events. They had earned the privilege to come and go from Hetfield Manor, something even their parents couldn't claim. They were also given the Manor's landline number to report any issue concerning Morwenna. All because they were friends

the younger Hetfields gathered,