How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Ryan knew Orson was one of Stuart's guys. The reason was simple: the guy had a way of speaking that rubbed people the wrong way, and Ryan had heard Oswald, the family's strict but fair head, give Orson a good earful more than once.

"So, with Stuart and your sister-in-law gone, what are you still doing hanging around?" Ryan asked.

Puffing out his chest with a smirk, Orson replied, "I've got an important job. Mrs. Hetfield tasked me with keeping an eye on Norbert. If anything's off, I'm to report straight back to her."

Ryan paused before asking, "Off? How?"

Shaking his head, Orson said, "Not sure exactly. Just gotta make sure he's not sneaking any booze or check if his health's getting any better. Norbert's not in great shape, and I've got to make sure he's taking his meds."

"You don't know how he's doing?"

"What's there to know?"

just that he's not doing so great

was common knowledge in the family, except to the sister-in-law. Even Orson, who was often by her side, seemed oblivious, something Ryan found curious. It dawned on Ryan that everyone was deliberately keeping the sister-in-law in the

family, the brothers and sister are all close. But the young master here looks like he's got no one. Doesn't play with his siblings, and always looks so

Orson offered, "Hey, cheer up. How about you play with my slingshot for a bit? It was a gift from Mrs. Hetfield, but don't you go breaking

he ever expressed an

at a target they'd set up, launching a peanut straight at the bullseye. Ryan's eyes widened in amazement. Orson, basking in his moment of

Ryan's mood lightened a bit, at least until a thunderstorm rolled in, forcing him and Orson back to the mansion.

"Okay..."

began vomiting blood, with Keegan and the family doctor rushing to his side. The doctor, hands covered in blood, was