How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband



Actually, there was no need for any publicity now. After today's events, the entire school surely knew about the new parcel collection service. Of course, some might think Morwenna was just seeking attention, but she didn't care. She was honest and straightforward, never afraid of what others might say about her.

After Morwenna finished her speech, even with Stuart by her side, more eyes were drawn to her than ever. She stood there in the sunlight, her gaze bright and clear. Her beauty was genuine and natural, her figure elegantly defined. Just one look at her, and you could almost feel her sweetness.

Stuart clenched his fist slightly. An uncontrollable urge surged within him to take her away and hide her forever. This emotion, intertwined with a previous intent to do harm, was nearly overwhelming. He didn't want to hurt Morwenna.

Suddenly, Stuart turned on his heel and strode off without a backward glance. Morwenna was taken aback. She had finished what she wanted to say and intended to find a place to chat with Stuart alone, but he had just walked away. The onlookers were equally puzzled.

Only Claude, watching Stuart's retreating figure, had a smirk that wasn't quite a smile. He understood Stuart's internal struggle; after all, they shared the same tainted blood.

With Stuart gone, Claude also made his exit soon after. With nothing more to see, most of the students gradually dispersed.

Morwenna had intended to find a quiet place to call Stuart, but the parcel service was busier than she had anticipated. It wasn't necessarily because of Morwenna's speech about helping children in need.

College students naturally love online shopping. Previously, due to the inconvenience of parcel collection, many had refrained from making purchases. But after Morwenna began making door-to-door collections, some still found it bothersome to schedule an appointment and wait in their dorms for her visit. Some didn't even have Morwenna's contact information.

Now that the parcel collection point was open, with special promotions, those previously held-back parcels were being sent off. Returns from online shopping were no longer a hassle, either.

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The small shop was bustling with activity. The shelves, repurposed as storage units, quickly filled up with parcels. Morwenna and Keira Phillips took charge of registration, while Barclay and Lorna Lamont handled packaging. The four of them were swamped with work.

As for Campbell, he had some student council business to attend to and had left earlier. Dahlia Scott lingered on the sidelines for a while, her thoughts inscrutable, before she too departed.

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Morwenna's help remained

unknown to others. Knowing Dahlia was proud, Morwenna kept it to herself. Even though she was aware of Dalla's ulterior motives this time, she still considered her a friend, remembering the kindness that warmed her heart when she first enrolled.

The stream of people sending parcels was unending. In the back, a few individuals looked displeased. They quietly slipped away, whispering amongst themselves.

"Jason, this girl seems to have some backing. Maybe we should drop it. The school has already granted her the shop," one of them muttered.

"What backing? She's just got

someone to show some support during the opening. After it ends, who cares? I've had my eye on that shop's Jocation for ages, pulled so many strings, and the school never budged. But they hand it over to some broke student?"

"But this might be tricky to handle."

"Don't worry. We can't just take it by force, that's true. Campbell might be more influential than we thought, but we can play dirty, like sending a parcel with valuable items and claiming it got lost..."

"Alright then."

With the constant to-and-fro of people, no one paid any attention to their conversation.