How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

The tone in Dahlia's voice suggested that if Morwenna didn't help, it would be akin to not considering her a friend. In Dahlia's mind, Morwenna was soft-hearted. Having laid out her request so frankly, Dahlia was certain Morwenna would comply. After all, when they had insisted on dropping by for a meal at Morwenna's, even though she preferred to keep things private, Morwenna had agreed.

But this time, Morwenna shook her head. She felt it wasn't right. If Dahlia's family really could collaborate with Stuart, they should discuss business matters themselves. If she were to introduce them, Stuart might favor her, agreeing to a partnership he might otherwise decline. She wasn't versed in business affairs, but she understood enough to know that outsiders shouldn't meddle.

It wasn't a matter of unwillingness to help. If Dahlia was in trouble, she'd certainly lend a hand. But this was different.

Dahlia's face fell, about to retort, when a shriek echoed nearby. "Oh my God, Angel's at our school!" "Really? Is there some event at Rosefrost University? Why would a celebrity come here?" "I have no idea, but she's here. Let's go check it out; everyone's heading over."

It was a typical weekend at the university, not very crowded since most students were catching up on sleep. But suddenly, the campus buzzed with excitement.

Dahlia, having just been rebuffed, seemed unconcerned with the gathering crowd, her voice tinged with dissatisfaction. "Morwenna, are we still friends? You can't even do me this small favor. If it were Keira asking, would you have helped? It's the first time I've humbled myself to ask anyone for anything. Are you really going to be so heartless?"

Before Morwenna could reply, a sarcastic voice interjected: "Wow, so because it's the first time you're asking, she's obliged to agree? How entitled!"

Dahlia, hearing the murmurs of

others, blanched. She had kept silent about this affair, mainly to avoid tarnishing her reputation. The idea of leveraging Morwenna to gain

Stuart's favor, if word got out $1.19

wouldn't reflect well on her. But in her irritation, she hadn't noticed others approaching.

She looked up sharply to see a young man with pale skin and equally white hair, dressed in modern Western attire, his look

completed with golden-rimmed net

glasses, reminiscent of a high-end collector's doll brought to life, eerily beautiful. Behind him trailed a group of excited students.

Dahlia was at a loss for words. Morwenna, recognizing the familiar voice, turned and gasped at the sight of Claude.

Claude here? The boy who usually

wouldn't even leave his room, who detested the gaze of others, was

now at Rosefrost University? The e

last she heard from Claude's butler was that he had started going out, but she thought that meant just stepping outside his mansion.

And now, Claude was here, followed by a crowd that seemed to know him, looking at him with adoring eyes. Could Claude handle this?

"How did you... you..." Morwenna stuttered in shock. Anyone who knew Claude from before would be stunned by the change. The first time she met Claude, he had been so averse to being seen that he had lashed out with a blade towards her eyes.

Claude, looking at Morwenna, smiled sweetly and called out, "Ms. Winslet, I came to see you."

Remember how we talked about looking forward to our next meeting? I didn't want to wait endlessly. So, I came to see you!