Adelaide watched as Stuart and Morwenna came downstairs together.
Stuart had that just-woke-up look about him, and it was clear he had been roused from sleep.
But how could it be?
Stuart hadn’t lashed out at Morwenna.
Everyone in the Hetfield family saw it and found it unbelievable.
Had Stuart really mellowed over the past couple of years?
Only Norbert knew the truth; Stuart had indeed changed.
Morwenna, unable to contain her urgency, tried to appear calm as she addressed Norbert, “Norbert, I... I need to step out for a bit.”
Norbert, puzzled, suggested, “Why not have dinner first and then go?”
Morwenna shook her head, “It’s something important, I'll skip dinner. Stuart will come with me.”
Norbert, hearing this and seeing Stuart’s acquiescent demeanor, couldn’t help but smile broadly.
His grandson was rarely seen helping out like this.
Ever accommodating, Norbert said, “Alright, then take your time, Wenna. If you need anything, just ask me.”
Morwenna nodded and was about to leave with Stuart when Adelaide suddenly blocked her path. “Morwenna, are you trying to embarrass me? You know I needed to speak with Stuart, yet you’re taking him away.”
Morwenna explained, “No, it’s really important.”
“It’s something you can do on your own, I need Stuart.”
“I know you want to host a party at Windcharm Villas, right? Here, I’ll give you the keys to Windcharm Villas. You can arrange it however you like.”
Morwenna handed over the keys she had forgotten to return to Stuart, directly to Adelaide.
Adelaide seemed even more furious, grabbing Morwenna’s blouse, “Morwenna! What right do you have to make decisions for Stuart?”
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