How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

"Just because I said I wasn't competitive, doesn't mean I won't vie for a scholarship," Dahlia remarked, her tone tinged with disbelief.

She thought Morwenna just didn't get it. She didn't understand the magnitude of being part of the prestigious Hetfield family.

"To have the Hetfield name behind you, and still live so modestly," she couldn't help but express her confusion to Morwenna. "Do you even grasp the scale of the Hetfield empire?" Dahlia pressed. Morwenna nodded. "Of course, I do."

Initially, when they were just getting their marriage license, she had no clue. She thought the mansions at Windcharm Villas were akin to the fanciest houses in a quaint village, nothing more.

But now, she understood. The villas at Windcharm weren't something you could just buy with a wad of cash.

Dahlia frowned. "If you know, then why bother competing for 'Prom Queen' or stressing over a scholarship? It's pocket change to us."

For anyone born into wealth like them, a scholarship was hardly worth noting.

Morwenna was married to a Hetfield, why fuss over such trivialities?

really need the money," Morwenna explained earnestly. "Stuart is Stuart, and what's mine is mine. I

she had borrowed from Stuart, she was determined to earn and pay

repay Norbert Hetfield's generosity. Learning of the family's wealth only amplified her feelings of unworthiness. She believed she could only stand proudly beside Stuart if money wasn't

internally, dismissing Morwenna's stance

marriage? Isn't that a bit too

it all. Even Dahlia herself, usually indifferent to mundane affairs, would drop her aloofness if it

to add more

her eyes. "Looking down on Morwenna? She'll win

we're clear, I'm leading the charge for Morwenna's support club. Keira, don't you dare slow me down

slightly intimidated yet stubborn, retorted, "Why should you lead? I

have