She had poured her heart and soul into Stuart, and his adoration was rightfully hers! The mere thought of receiving such tender care from Stuart filled her with dreams of bliss.

Adelaide retreated to the music room, and soon the air was filled with the melodious strains of the piano, weaving a narrative of her grace and nobility. Alas, the grand mansion stood silent, with no audience to appreciate.

After dinner, Morwenna was determined to get down from Stuart's lap and insisted on joining Grandpa. With no way to stop her, Stuart could only sigh, help Morwenna into her shoes, and caution her to tread carefully.

Morwenna led Norbert Hetfield towards the couch, animatedly recounting her school adventures.

as a representative for the newcomers and even performed in the drama club. Plus, I submitted a fantasy novel and it got accepted! The protagonist is named Norbert Hetfield, ha! Yes, after you, Norbert Hetfield. It's about your adventures when you were younger. I'll show you the first chapter soon!" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

things, you can't hide them from me. Watch, I'll find them all." "Norbert Hetfield, my English has improved so much, there are so many books

whiskey around the mansion, much to her delight, all unopened and untouched. Indeed, Norbert hadn't partaken. Their game

had withdrawn, not wanting Morwenna to notice his declining health and

moment, grandfather and granddaughter, along with Orson, were enjoying themselves in the vast yard, playing with slingshots. Keegan, watching his brother's antics, couldn't help

"Oh, Keegan, what do you know? It's rare for me to play with Grandpa. You're just

Miss Morwenna's remarkable aim. The target moved farther back, and they even hung a peanut on a string from a tree. Miss Morwenna hit it effortlessly, showcasing her

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