How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 311

Stuart led Morwenna upstairs without another word.

The remaining trio stood there, baffled, as Norbert maintained his stern expression. Once Morwenna was gone, the atmosphere seemed to chill.

Norbert, trying to soften his imposing demeanor, addressed them, “Wenna is a bit naive and easily taken advantage of. You all are her friends. If anything untoward happens to her at school, I hope you’d let the Hetfield family know.”

Dahlia was about to respond when Lorna jumped in, “Of course, does that mean we can come over to the Hetfield Manor anytime?”

Lorna, ever the blabbermouth, didn’t even notice Dahlia pinching her arm in warning. With Stuart, the mood-dampener gone, Lorna was back to her unfiltered self.

But Hetfield Manor wasn’t a place you just dropped by.

Surprisingly, Norbert responded kindly, “As long as you're Wenna's friends, you're always welcome to visit.”

Lorna thumped her chest in promise, “Of course, I don't bother with the faint-hearted. They say no bond is stronger than one forged in battle, and I count Morwenna as a friend after our little scuffle.”

Realizing her slip, Lorna looked around nervously.

Dahlia’s expression could freeze water, obviously thinking Lorna had crossed a line by mentioning a fight with Morwenna in front of her grandfather. Norbert eyed Lorna more closely, then asked, “Who won?”

“Uh… Morwenna did, by a slight margin.”

Ryan Hetfield mumbled, “She’s our sister-in-law.”

Lily snapped, “Shut it, Ryan! Are you even a Hetfield, always siding with outsiders? Your own brother got sent to jail, and you’re still talking about sister-in-law?”

All of Yara Hetfield’s daughters bore the Hetfield name, either seeking to inherit the family’s wealth or because their own family didn’t mind much due to them being girls.

“Big sis, my brother made his own mistakes,” Ryan said firmly.

Lily, losing patience, cut him off, “Enough with your moral high ground. If you’re so noble, then renounce your share of the inheritance. Stop pretending!”