Stuart was busy with nothing, but Morwenna had ns for the afternoon anyway.


    Lately, she''d been on the hunt for a new job.


    Feeling grumpy, Morwenna sat down and buried her head in her te, eating non-stop.


    After a while, she forgot what she was brooding over. The steak was delicious.


    Stuart shot a little smirk. Maybe the good grub being enjoyed across the table made his own chow


    taste a bit better today.


    When Morwenna left his ce, she was too full.


    She nced back at the house, feeling a mix of emotions.


    Did Stuart invite her for lunch on purpose?


    His sudden kindness had her feeling uneasy.


    Back home, Morwenna pushed thoughts of the enigmatic Stuart aside and resumed her job search.


    But to her surprise, despite days of searching and being ready to take any job at a low wage, no


    one wanted her.


    Morwenna felt discouraged. Was it so hard tond a job in the big city?


    Meanwhile, Adide was under the weather in the Gagher family, taking her medicine.


    Across from her sat a man in a floral shirt.


    If Morwenna were there, she''d recognize him as the man from thest party who had tried to


    stter her with his drink.


    "Adide, as long as I''m here, there is no way she’s getting a job at Rosefrost Hollow," the man


    said.


    "Bary, is this too much? Stuart will me me if he finds out."


    "What''s the harm? It was my idea, not yours, Adide. I heard that maid''s been butchering fish at


    the market. It''s foul and disgusting. She''s moved out of Windcharm Vis and lives in some


    crumbling old apartment block. She''s poor and in. Adide, you really shouldn''t worry about


    her."


    "But... Stuart seems to have a soft spot for her."


    Adide’s tone was sad and fragile.


    Concerned, Bary reassured her, "Don''t worry, Adide. No man would want a dandelion over a


    pearl. All these years, everyone knows Stuart has eyes only for you."


    Adide smiled tenderly.


    Bary thought he must protect Adide’s smile.


    As for that maid, a small lesson and driving her away would suffice.


    Morwenna never imagined that her trouble finding a job was someone''s doing.


    Poverty limited one''s imagination, and she couldn''t conceive of the lengths the wealthy could go.


    Several guys blocked her path as Morwenna was returning home after delivering fish.


    She had a good memory. She hardly forgot people she had seen once and recognized them


    instantly.


    They were the same group she’d met at Stuart''s house during that party, led by the man in the floral


    shirt who had tried to douse her with a drink and had kicked her suitcase.


    He was dressed in another patterned floral shirt with matching trousers, looking like a walking


    bouquet.


    Morwenna looked around to see if there were any witnesses in case things got rough.


    But Bary restrained his usual arrogant demeanor this time, wearing a broad smile as he said,


    "Morwenna, right? We had a bit of a misunderstanding at the party. We came to hang out with you."


    "Huh?" Morwenna blinked.


    Hang out with her?


    She remembered his attitude fromst time and couldn''t believe he genuinely wanted to hang out


    for fun with her.


    Simple folks might not understand many things but often have a gut feeling about others'' intentions.


    Morwenna shook her head in refusal. "Sorry, I''m not interested. I''ve got things to do."Material ? of N?velDrama.Org.