How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Claude always hated the spotlight and being the subject of gossip, yet his demeanor remained calm, devoid of any obsessive madness.

To her surprise, the kid had transformed so much in just a few days.

Claude, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings, suddenly grabbed Morwenna's hand and said, "Ms. Winslet, I haven't had breakfast yet. Could you take me somewhere to eat?" Dahlia, who had been waiting impatiently, couldn't hold back any longer. "Morwenna, I still need to talk to you!"

Dahlia had finally spoken up and didn't want to leave things unfinished.

Claude then turned his gaze to Dahlia, his previously gentle and compliant eyes now resembled those of a venomous snake, his light grey pupils devoid of any human emotion.

He coldly said, "Listen, classmate, Ms. Winslet may be patient, but her friends aren't as forgiving. Some things are better left unsaid."

Dahlia's face went through a series of changes, "What do you mean by that? Morwenna and I are friends."

Claude leaned in closer to Dahlia, lowering his voice so Morwenna couldn't hear, "You think you can use Ms. Winslet to climb up to Stuart's level? Just take a look at yourself first. Do you think Stuart is that easy to reach? The Scott family... please."

Dahlia turned pale.

She didn't recognize the boy before her, but his casual mention of Stuart indicated his extraordinary background. Even her father would respectfully refer to Stuart as Mr. Hetfield.

Dahlia wanted to say something.

Morwenna intervened, "Claude, don't

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