Chapter 372
Caroline's minions turned pale as ghosts.
Dealing with someone like Lorna was already walking on thin ice, and now they had to contend with Barclay.
It was hard to deny that Barclay had a point.
In Rosefrost Hollow, among the elite, the Hetfield family stood alone at the top. And shining brightly under them was the Irons family. Following closely were the Clarks, the Nelsons, among other notable families, all formidable in their own right. Even the Nelsons wouldn't dare to cross either family, let alone both.
Meanwhile, Caroline was at the gym. Dressed in a chic workout ensemble, her face adorned with a gentle smile, she appeared deeply engrossed in her fitness routine, though it was clear she was flaunting her physique.
She was well aware that someone had gone to trouble Morwenna. But what did it matter to her? A character like Morwenna didn't require her personal intervention; Caroline simply needed to outshine everyone with her presence.
Without uttering a word, people would naturally make life difficult for Morwenna. Unbeknownst to Caroline, her minions who had gone to stir trouble were now scared witless.
Barclay, radiating an aura of defiance, barked, "Scram, all of you! What are you loitering around here for?"
Caroline's cronies dared not linger and skulked away.
Those supporting Morwenna didn't budge. Under Lorna's leadership, they started to clean up the mess. They were in awe of Morwenna's fearlessness. Facing everyone` boldly, she had a host of capable people by her side.
Dahlia, having observed the drama unfold, couldn't help but roll her eyes. Morwenna had once been perceived as brave, but now, to Dahlia, it all seemed like a farce. Did Lorna Barclay, and even families like the Lamonts and the Clarks Support Morwenna because of who she was, or was it the influence of the Hetfield family behind her?
If Dahlia voiced this thought, Barclay would surely scoff at the notion that Morwenna's forthrightness stemmed from her powerful background. From her very first day in Rosefrost Hollow, when Stuart openly despised her, Morwenna had been bold enough to take action. Her principle was never about the wealth or prestige of her family but about standing up for what's right.
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Seeing Barclay, enveloped in a hostile vibe, Morwenna walked towards him. Barclay's gaze shifted, and he instinctively turned to leave. Morwenna quickly caught up, grabbing his arm, "Why are you running?"
Barclay, avoiding her gaze, mumbled, "I'm not running. I've said my piece; now let me go."
Morwenna refused to release him, scrutinizing Barclay, "What's wrong, Barclay? What happened?"
Suddenly, the issue with Adelaide came to mind. Could it be that Barclay was troubled because of Adelaide? Barclay held Adelaide in high regard, and her recent scandal must have been hard for him to swallow.
Morwenna dragged him into a nearby cafe. Barclay tried to resist, but Morwenna was too strong, and his attempts to break free were futile... He let Morwenna pull him inside.
Once they were in, Morwenna sincerely said, "Barclay, there's nothing wrong with trust. The fault lies with those who misuse it."
Barclay felt a pang of sadness. After Adelaide's scandal, everyone around him criticized his judgment. Only Morwenna believed he wasn't at fault, pointing the blame at those who betrayed his trust.