Morwenna was whisked away by Norbert.


    Fletcher handed Adide over to his sister Jemima.


    Then, Stuart grabbed Fletcher by the cor and dragged him off.


    "Stuart, let''s have a smooth talk."


    The room door mmed shut with a decisive bang.


    Stuart''s gaze was chilling and stern as he confronted Fletcher. "What are you trying to pull?"


    Fletcher sighed, "Stuart, I wasn''t nning anything."


    "Fletcher, are you betraying me too? Others might not see through you, but I know you well. You''ve


    always been charming arounddies, yet you keep your distance. What''s with Morwenna?"


    Fletcher paused before replying, "Stuart, don''t you feel for Morwenna? I mean, maybe it''s all just a


    misunderstanding. You keep saying she connived her way into marriage with you, but you know,


    from the look of things, she may not have wanted to marry you in the first ce.."


    Stuart suddenly remembered the day Morwenna agreed to move out of Windcharm Vis and acted


    disdainfully towards him.


    She said she wasn''t interested, bluntly stating Stuart was out of his mind.


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    In those moments, Morwenna had seemed truly genuine.


    Stuart shook his head, dismissing the thoughts.


    His voice grew harsher as he spoke, "It seems her tricks are quite effective. She''s even managed to


    bewitch you."


    Fletcher, rarely angry, snapped back, "Stuart, you have the means and ways. If you want to know


    the truth about Morwenna, you could easily find out instead of just hurting her based on your


    assumptions. Your mistrust is hurting her and she''s innocent."


    After saying his piece, Fletcher turned and left the room, knowing further discussion was pointless.


    Stuart was stubborn. Once he made up his mind, no one could persuade him otherwise.


    After a moment of silence, Stuart shook his head.


    No, it was not trustworthy. Nobody in this world was.


    Stuart had been through death several times, yet how dare he trust again?


    It wasughable!


    But maybe it was worth investigating.


    Meanwhile, Adide wandered into Jemima''s room, visibly distraught.


    Earlier that day, under Adide’s influence, Jemima had confronted Morwenna and ended up


    getting the worse of the altercation.


    Scared of Stuart''s reaction, she had avoided the evening’s gathering.


    Listening to Adide recount the events, Jemima felt a surge of solidarity.


    "She deserves no help from Stuart, and my brother was foolish to jump in to save her. Adide, I''ll


    find you the most stunning dress to outshine her."


    Adide was momentarily distracted, then asked, "Jemima, do you know who Morwenna really is?"


    Jemima, busyparing dresses, looked puzzled. "I''m not sure. Didn’t you say she was just a


    maid?"


    Adide shook her head, now doubting that exnation.


    If Morwenna were merely a maid, why would Norbert treat her so well?


    Seeing Adide’s concern, Jemima added, "My brother knows Stuart well. He probably knows the


    truth. I''ll ask himter."


    Gratefully, Adide squeezed Jemima''s hand. "Thank you, Jemima."


    Everyone changed into their evening attire, looking exceptionally grand.


    This gathering was essentially a reunion for a few elderly gentlemen and their friends.


    Youngsters invited to attend were considered privileged and might use the asion to discuss their


    companies.


    The girls gathered to share their romantic tales.