How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Dahlia's gaze on Morwenna was puzzling.

Aren't we all friends here?

Feeling someone watching her, Dahlia turned towards Keira.

Keira quickly stepped back, avoiding Dahlia's sight.

Morwenna was oblivious to the drama unfolding behind her.

She thought she must have picked the wrong day to step out.

Why was everyone blocking her way?

She needed to hurry with her deliveries before heading to class.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

In resignation, Morwenna said, “Campbell, can we chat later? I'm swamped with deliveries right now."

Campbell took the dolly from Morwenna and started pushing it for her, grinning, "Sis, I've got great news for you!"

Morwenna, startled, glanced around like a thief, whispering, "Why... why are you calling me 'sis'?"

Campbell, with an air of camaraderie, said, “Come on, sis, no need to hide it from me. I know everything. Oh, and I haven't told you yet, but my brother is Matthew. Remember the drama club incident? I didn't realize you were one of Stuart's friends and ended up getting an earful from my brother."

Realizing Campbell was a friend of Stuart, Morwenna relaxed a bit.

Still, she stressed, "Don't call me that at school. It's not good if people hear."

Campbell nodded earnestly, "Got it. I'll just call you 'classmate' when others are around."

As Campbell pushed the dolly towards the school entrance, a parcel nearly fell off, which he quickly secured, seemingly unfazed by whether it was clean or dirty.

After all, helping Stuart's girl, even if it meant picking up trash, wouldn't bother him a bit.

Catching up, Morwenna asked, "What's the good news?"

Campbell then remembered his

original purpose, his face lighting up, "Oh yeah, I came to tell you, the school approved a small shop space with storage for students working part-time. The principal, seeing you making deliveries, decided to offer it toyou to set up a parcel collection point."

Morwenna perked up immediately, "For me?"

"Yep, for you, and it's free. You can set up a system for students to collect their parcels at fixed times No more running around with heavy loads every day. You could manage ten times the parcels you handle now."

"Really? The principal is such a great person."

In his office, the principal sneezed.

If he knew Morwenna was praising him, he'd probably mention it was all thanks to Mr. Hetfield's generosity.

A two-billion-dollar education fund. Not just one shop space, he could afford to give away the whole school's retail spaces.

Morwenna, thrilled, chatted with Campbell as they made their way to the school entrance with the deliveries.

Seizing the moment, Campbell took Morwenna to see the shop space.

"Sis, what do you think? It's a bit dirty now, but get some students to clean it up. We can use old bookshelves from the library as

shelving units, no need to buy new

ones."

Morwenna's eyes sparkled, grasping Campbell's hands with a heartfelt grip, "This is perfect, Campbell, thank you so much!"

Campbell, startled, quickly withdrew his hand, stuttering, "Si-sis, we shouldn't... you know, men and women shouldn't..."

Helping was one thing, but if Stuart found out his 'sis' had held his hand, he'd be petrified...

After all, Stuart had once hugged Morwenna during a play, and ended up playing baseball the whole day as punishment, nursing a sore arm for days.