How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

"Just because I said I wasn't competitive, doesn't mean I won't vie for a scholarship," Dahlia remarked, her tone tinged with disbelief.

She thought Morwenna just didn't get it. She didn't understand the magnitude of being part of the prestigious Hetfield family.

"To have the Hetfield name behind you, and still live so modestly," she couldn't help but express her confusion to Morwenna. "Do you even grasp the scale of the Hetfield empire?" Dahlia pressed.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Morwenna nodded. "Of course, I do."

Initially, when they were just getting their marriage license, she had no clue. She thought the mansions at Windcharm Villas were akin to the fanciest houses in a quaint village, nothing more.

But now, she understood. The villas at Windcharm weren't something you could just buy with a wad of cash.

Dahlia frowned. "If you know, then why bother competing for 'Prom Queen' or stressing over a scholarship? It's pocket change to us."

For anyone born into wealth like them, a scholarship was hardly worth noting.

Morwenna was married to a Hetfield, why fuss over such trivialities?

"I really need the money," Morwenna explained earnestly. "Stuart is Stuart, and what's mine is mine. I wouldn't just take Stuart's money without a second thought."

Even when she had borrowed from Stuart, she was determined to earn and pay him back.

From the get-go, Morwenna felt indebted to Stuart, marrying into the Hetfield family as a way to repay Norbert Hetfield's generosity. Learning of the family's wealth only amplified her feelings of unworthiness.

She believed she could only stand proudly beside Stuart if money wasn't part of their equation.

Dahlia scoffed internally, dismissing Morwenna's stance as pretentious.

"Why divide things so clearly after marriage? Isn't that a bit too much?"

In her eyes, no one was genuinely above it all. Even Dahlia herself, usually indifferent to mundane affairs, would drop her aloofness if it benefited her family.

She wanted to add more but was interrupted.

"Let's eat and drop it. The Nelsons

and their holier-than-thou attitude Lorna interjected, rolling her eyes. "Looking down on Morwenna? She'll win Prom Queen hands down!"

Keira nodded vigorously. "Absolutely, Wenna's the most beautiful!"

Lorna declared, setting the tone, "Just so we're clear, I'm leading the charge for Morwenna's support club. Keira, don't you dare slow me down with your timidness."

Keira, slightly intimidated yet stubborn, retorted, "Why should you lead? I want to help Wenna too!"

"Because I have the resources!"

"But you're clueless about organizing anything."

"I have resources, that's what counts!"

Keira fell silent, her argument deflated.

She wanted to argue she had resources too, but it seemed petty compared to Lorna's confidence.

"Fine, you lead, and I'll follow," Lorna concluded triumphantly, planning to establish a formidable fan club for Morwenna, unlike any other.

As the conversation bounced back and forth, Morwenna focused on her meal, half-listening.

Dahlia felt sidelined, craving a

moment alone with Morwenna to

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discuss potential business ventures that could benefit from the Hetfield connection. Her father had been her case, pushing for a collaboration that would elevate the Scott family's status. A golden opportunity she wasn't willing to miss, but finding the right moment to broach the subject with Morwenna proved challenging, given her packed schedule from dawn till dusk.