How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 67

Tensions were about to boil over.

Adelaide was itching for a showdown, hoping Stuart would teach Morwenna a lesson.

However, Stuart, usually cold and reckless, managed to keep his temper in check and demanded icily, “Call your manager over.”

A sales associate hurried upstairs and fetched the manager.

Stuart cut straight to the chase, “Who delivered her gown?”

Not wanting to offend Stuart, the manager quickly replied, “Mr. Hetfield, Ms. Winslet's gown was sent by your grandfather.”

Stuart shifted his aura subtly, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Upon hearing this, Morwenna softened her expression. It was Norbert after all.

Norbert must have worried she wouldn’t have a gown for the gala and had arranged everything for her.

Morwenna perked up instantly, looking like a child receiving a gift from a beloved elder.

But the gift was too lavish and she felt undeserving.

Meanwhile, Adelaide was nearly sick with anger.

Her face darkened as she snapped one of her long nails.

She had thought Morwenna shamelessly clung to a sugar daddy.

How could it be Norbert who sent the gown?

Why would Norbert send such an expensive gown to a mere maid?

Adelaide was completely distraught.

She suddenly pulled a woman from behind her.

“Stuart, there was a little incident today between Jemima and Ms. Winslet. Ms. Winslet kicked Jemima who has been complaining of stomach pain. As for attending the gala tonight, what if Norbert saw her like this?”

The woman in the black dress, with a footprint clearly visible, shyly called out, “Stuart.”

Morwenna also looked over.