Bary waspletely bbergasted.
Could Morwenna really be that bold?
With so many onlookers, how could she dare?
Morwenna had initially juste to look around.
But seeing Stuart sitting there, uninvited and rather forlorn, she felt a pang of sympathy.
Regardless of whether Stuart would ept or not, she decided to give it a try.
What if she could actually dance with Stuart?
Gathering her courage, Morwenna approached Stuart, though visibly nervous.
She looked at Stuart.
Everyone at the venue turned their eyes towards Morwenna.
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They weren''t admiring her beauty; rather, they were watching a spectacle unfold.
Stuart was notoriously aloof and ruthless. With so many people present, at least half of the women
there had thought about attaching themselves to Stuart. Didn''t they want to approach him? They
simply knew they weren''t in his league and dared not.
And here came this woman, emerging from nowhere, daring to ask Mr. Hetfield to dance before Ms.
Irons made her move. It was audaciously bold.
Stuart''s gaze was indifferent, barely resting on Morwenna as he spokezily, "Morwenna, what are
you doing here?"
Feeling a bit shy, Morwenna said, "I heard you were here, so I... you know... showed up."
His voicezy yetced with a hint of menace, Stuart asked, "Oh? So you came for me?"
Morwenna wasn''t supposed to know about this gathering, let alone receive an invitation.
Today, he was about to seal a deal with the Irons family.
Once the partnership with the Hetfield Group was secured, no one could threaten their position.
And yet, who had sent Morwenna here? Was someone trying to screw up this partnership?
Unaware of the menace in Stuart''s tone, Morwenna sincerely said, "Yes, I like you, and I came for
you."
Morwenna''s affection was tant and fearless.
In front of the whole world, she could dere her liking for Stuart.
Each time faced with such frankness, Stuart was slightly taken aback.
Did this girl even understand what it meant to like someone ?
Nearby, Greta''s expression soured. The crowd was equally shocked.
Bary was totally floored. Morwenna wasn’t just being brave—she was downright fearless!
Stuart was a notorious figure, the dark lord of Rosefrost Hollow.
Many adored Stuart, but who would dare confess their feelings to his face?
Not interested in what others thought, Morwenna looked at Stuart, hoping he would choose to
dance with her rather than any other woman.
Loving someone meant fighting for them.
Stuart had never loved anyone, perhaps because no one had ever pursued him with determination.
Having decided on her feelings for Stuart, Morwenna was determined to seize every opportunity.
She continued to pitch herself, "Stuart, I can dance. I used to perform at school and I’ve learned
from TV shows."
Then, Greta stepped forward, silent, but her stance spoke volumes.
It was up to Stuart to choose.
Morwenna tensed up, facing another moment of potential rejection.
Every previous time, she had been the one left behind.
Everyone assumed Stuart would choose Greta.
Greta was confident too. After all, Mr. Hetfield seldom attended such events; he was here today
solely because of the Irons family.
Rumors of a coboration between the Hetfield Group and the Irons family were circting.
Stuart stood up.
It made sense that he should dance this opening dance with Greta.
But seeing Morwenna’s nervousness, her bright eyes filled with fear of rejection, reminded him of
the time he had saved Adide first and then saw the disappointment in her eyes. So Stuart made
an impulsive decision.
He suddenly reached out, pulling Morwenna close.
Hisrge hand gently rested on her waist.
Even he wasn''t sure what he was doing at that moment, knowing her motives for appearing were
not pure, yet he couldn''t bear to disappoint her again.