The tone in Dahlia's voice suggested that if Morwenna didn't help, it would be akin to not considering her a friend. In Dahlia's mind, Morwenna was soft-hearted. Having laid out her request so frankly, Dahlia was certain Morwenna would comply. After all, when they had insisted on dropping by for a meal at Morwenna's, even though she preferred to keep things private, Morwenna had agreed.
But this time, Morwenna shook her head. She felt it wasn't right. If Dahlia's family really could collaborate with Stuart, they should discuss business matters themselves. If she were to introduce them, Stuart might favor her, agreeing to a partnership he might otherwise decline. She wasn't versed in business affairs, but she understood enough to know that outsiders shouldn't meddle.
It wasn't a matter of unwillingness to help. If Dahlia was in trouble, she'd certainly lend a hand. But this was different.
Dahlia's face fell, about to retort, when a shriek echoed nearby. "Oh my God, Angel's at our school!" "Really? Is there some event at Rosefrost University? Why would a celebrity come here?" "I have no idea, but she's here. Let's go check it out; everyone's heading over."
It was a typical weekend at the university, not very crowded since most students were catching up on sleep. But suddenly, the campus buzzed with excitement.
Dahlia, having just been rebuffed, seemed unconcerned with the gathering crowd, her voice tinged with dissatisfaction. "Morwenna, are we still friends? You can't even do me this small favor. If it were Keira asking, would you have helped? It's the first time I've humbled myself to ask anyone for anything. Are you really going to be so heartless?"
Before Morwenna could reply, a sarcastic voice interjected: "Wow, so because it's the first time you're asking, she's obliged to agree? How entitled!"
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