How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

After dinner, Lorna and Keira ran off to set up a fan club. Meanwhile, Morwenna went to pick up her parcels. Dahlia had initially thought about accompanying Morwenna but felt awkward about just tagging along without helping. Nevertheless, she was unwilling to do the heavy lifting. She had never experienced hardship at home and wasn't used to carrying such heavy loads.

Morwenna, unaware of Dahlia's dilemma, waved goodbye and went off to collect her parcels, pushing a cart filled to the brim. The only consolation was that there were no excessively heavy items like Sandra's hundreds of pounds worth of stuff this time.

In the principal's office, the principal looked at the two million dollars in educational funds sponsored by the Hetfield Group. He then used his binoculars to see Morwenna pushing her cart across the campus and appeared deeply conflicted. Accepting money comes with obligations; two million dollars is a significant amount! How could he let Mr. Hetfield's wife endure such hardship at the school?

He summoned the student body president. Quentin, thinking something urgent was up, hurried to the principal's office.

"Quentin, our school has always had a soft spot for students in need," the principal began solemnly.

Quentin was puzzled. "We do have scholarships and many opportunities for work-study programs."

The principal continued earnestly, "I know, but we need to do more. Look at that young lady, pushing a heavy cart. It's hard not to feel for her. Let's allocate a small shop with a storeroom for her, right next to the dorms, so she can run a parcel collection service. It would save the students a lot of hassle."Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Quentin was bewildered. Was the principal now concerned with such minor matters? Seeing the principal's stern look, Quentin quickly agreed, "That sounds feasible. I'll arrange it."

The principal nodded, smiling kindly. "That space has been idle anyway Since it's to support a hardworking student, let's waive the rent as a gesture of encouragement

Quentin left, still trying to wrap his head around the situation. Outside, businesses had been eyeing that spot for a while, hoping to open a small store, but the school preferred to support student enterprises, not leasing to outsiders. The location was prime, and the space ample. Everyone wanted it, but it had been a contentious issue, with no clear winner. Now, the principal was offering it for free, specifically to Morwenna. When did the school become so generous?

Quentin shared the news with the student council, where Campbell Green immediately volunteered, "I'll handle this."

Everyone looked at Campbell, who, undeterred, said, "What? I know Morwenna. What's wrong with managing a little benefit the school is providing?"

Quentin thought it over and agreed, "Alright, you handle it. Just be aware there might be some pushback since that spot is highly sought after."

Campbell assured him, "Don't worry. I'd like to see who dares cause trouble on my watch."

With a grin, Campbell went off to find Morwenna. No joke, this was his chance to impress Stuart's girl.