How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband



At Rosefrost University, Morwenna followed Dahlia back to their dorm room. As soon as they entered, Dahlia locked the door to ensure their conversation would remain private.

Morwenna stood there, not even bothering to sit down, and said, "Just get to the point." She seemed ready to leave the moment Dahlia finished speaking. Seeing Morwenna's impatience, Dahlia stiffened slightly. Morwenna was usually patient, even with someone as unreasonable as Lorna. She could spend ages trying to reason with her.

Dahlia sensed a change in Morwenna's attitude towards her and felt a pang of discomfort. "Look, I've already promised to replace your phone. It's not about the money," Dahlia reiterated, but Morwenna didn't soften, replying coldly, "If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."

Dahlia was irritated. "Wait!" Morwenna looked at her, unmoved.

Dahlia, frustrated but persistent, said, "It's about what we discussed earlier. Don't dismiss me just yet. I know you need money, and the Scott family can provide. How much do you need to agree to help?"

Dahlia had reassessed her opinion of Morwenna. Despite marrying into the Hetfield family, Morwenna seemed to be short on cash, likely because she didn't want to spend the Hetfield's money. Perhaps it was to maintain her pride or to prove she wasn't after their wealth.

"I'm offering you a straightforward deal. I don't believe you'll turn it down. After all, you seem to be someone who values money," Dahlia thought.

Morwenna, looking into Dahlia's

eyes, asked, is this really how you see me?" Dahlia couldn't meet her gaze and looked away, "I didn't mean to mock you. I just need a small favor it's nothing illegal or hical, just a matter of choosing who award a contract to. It might as well be the Scott family."

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Morwenna's view of Dahlia had changed drastically over time - from fondness to embarrassment, then disappointment, and now, indifference, as if Dahlia were a stranger.

"Dahlia, for the last time, I won't

interfere in Stuart's business. If your family wants to collaborate with the Hetfield family, please go through the proper channels."

Morwenna's tone was formal and distant, unlike the warmth she usually reserved for friends.

"Dahlia! Just tell me how much you want. Five million dollars, will that do?" Dahlia asked desperately. Morwenna turned to leave.

Seeing Morwenna heading for the door, Dahlia panicked. The Hetfield Group's tender was approaching, and her family was pressuring her.

"Twenty million!" Dahlia blurted out, hoping the higher figure would make Morwenna reconsider. Morwenna didn't pause, reaching for the door.

"Fifty million! That's the most I can offer. Morwenna, do you understand what fifty million means? It's more money than you could ever earn, no matter how many side jobs or gigs you take. With that money, you could do anything, even stand proudly beside Stuart."