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.
In resignation, Morwenna said, âCampbell, can we chat later? I'm swamped with deliveries right now.â
Campbell took the dolly from Morwenna and started pushing it for her, grinning, âSis, Iâve got great news for you!â
Morwenna, startled, glanced around like a thief, whispering, âWhy... why are you calling me âsisâ?â
Campbell, with an air of camaraderie, said, âCome on, sis, no need to hide it from me. I know everything. Oh, and I havenât told you yet, but my brother is Matthew. Remember the drama club incident? I didnât realize you were one of Stuartâs friends and ended up getting an earful from my brother.â
Realizing Campbell was a friend of Stuart, Morwenna relaxed a bit.
Still, she stressed, âDonât call me that at school. Itâs not good if people hear.â
Campbell nodded earnestly, âGot it. Iâll just call you âclassmateâ when others are around.â
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 Stuartâs girl, even if it meant picking up trash, wouldnât bother him a bit.
Catching up, Morwenna asked, âWhatâs the good news?â
How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband ï¤Chapter 367 My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace ï¤Chapter 492 Campbell then remembered his original purpose, his face lighting up, âOh 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 to you to set up a parcel collection point.â
Morwenna perked up immediately, âFor me?â
âYep, for you, and itâs 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.â
âReally? The principal is such a great person.â
In his office, the principal sneezed.
If he knew Morwenna was praising him, heâd probably mention it was all thanks to Mr. Hetfieldâs generosity.
A two-billion-dollar education fund. Not just one shop space, he could afford to give away the whole schoolâs 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.
âSis, what do you think? Itâs a bit dirty now, but Iâll get some students to clean it up. We can use old bookshelves from the library as shelving units, no need to buy new ones.â
Morwennaâs eyes sparkled, grasping Campbellâs hands with a heartfelt grip, âThis is perfect, Campbell, thank you so much!â
Campbell, startled, quickly withdrew his hand, stuttering, âSi-sis, we shouldnât... you know, men and women shouldn't...â
Helping was one thing, but if Stuart found out his âsisâ had held his hand, heâd 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.