Morwenna was always easy-going, happy with any drink – after all, juice is juice.


    Norbert watched his grandson with a mix of amusement and pride. He remembered all too well how


    Stuart had nonchntly dered they were secretly married, as if it were nothing. Now, he acted as


    though he wanted the whole world to know about his union with Wenna.


    To this day, Norbert firmly believed that the best decision he ever made was weing Wenna into


    the Hetfield family. His grandson was finally acting like a proper human being.


    Before, whether it was in business, making money, or leisure, Stuart always seemed detached, like


    a cold observer watching the world from afar. It was as if he was only alive because he hadn''t died,


    living like a lonely ghost, unattached to anything or anyone.


    But now, things had changed.


    He had helped many people in his life, but he felt he owed the most to the Hetfield family, especially


    Stuart. Thankfully, Wenna hade into their lives.


    Stuart had always been kind-hearted, and his treatment of Morwenna was proof. It was almost as if


    he was ready to have her sit on hisp and feed her by hand, which made everyone around the


    dinner table feel a bit more at ease.


    Dahlia and Keira even indulged in a bit of fruit wine, loosening up significantly.


    Lorna, having had a bit too much to drink, started rambling on about everything and anything.


    She was like a wild husky breaking free from its leash. Even as Dahlia and Keira each grabbed an


    arm trying to calm her down, Lorna blurted out, “Mr. Hetfield, why didn''t you throw a big wedding


    bash when you married Morwenna? Haven''t found the perfect date yet?”


    Morwenna thought to herself that although their marriage was real, its future was uncertain, let


    alone a wedding celebration.


    Just thinking about Adide and how Stuart had been kind to her only because she saved him


    made Morwenna''s smile stiffen.


    She took a sip of her juice, tasting a mix of sweet and bitter. Realizing she might have grabbed


    Stuart''s ss by mistake, she put it down and simply replied, “We haven''t set a date yet.”


    Lorna, eyes unfocused from the alcohol, suddenly used, “Morwenna, you''re lying, aren''t you?


    Tell me, are you like one of those na?ve girls from the novels, forced into marriage? There won’t be


    any grand wedding, will there?”


    Dahlia and Keira tensed up. What was Lorna thinking, saying something like that?


    It seemed like the alcohol really did embolden her.


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    A drunk Lorna was no longer herself but rather a daredevil, boldly questioning Stuart.


    In her heart, she believed Morwenna was too innocent, probably coerced by someone as powerful


    as Stuart.


    Stuart’s expression darkened.


    Morwenna, caught betweenughter and tears, shook her head, “Of course not. I married Stuart


    willingly.”


    Lorna, still not convinced, retorted, “I don’t believe it. If you really married into the Hetfield family,


    why would you be short on cash? Do you know how rich the Hetfields are? Then why do you skimp


    on meals in the cafeteria? Why do you work part-time collecting parcels for everyone at school,


    working yourself to exhaustion for mere pennies?”


    The moment Lorna finished speaking, even Norbert stopped smiling, turning to look at Morwenna.


    Norbert knew Morwenna was thrifty, but he had no idea she was working part-time while at school.


    Stuart’s mood turned even grimmer.