How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Lorna looked at Morwenna and couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy smokes, Morwenna! You're all sweet and giggly, but when it comes to fighting, you're fierce. Is this really okay?"

Dahlia and Keira couldn't help but chuckle along.

The four of them chatted and laughed, eating their lunch with gusto.

Others around them couldn't help but feel a bit envious. Not everyone has friends who are willing to share in each other's embarrassing moments. After lunch, feeling stuffed, the group decided to walk it off and accompanied Morwenna to pick up a package.

When they arrived at the campus entrance, Morwenna was faced with a behemoth of a package.

It had to weigh at least 150 pounds a single package that outweighed a hundred others.

Forget fifty cents, not even fifty bucks would tempt anyone to haul it from the campus entrance to the dorms.

Lorna, ever impatient, cursed, "Holy hell! This has got to be some kind of sick joke. Who the heck orders something this heavy to school? I want to see who's behind this!"

Dahlia frowned.

Keira immediately tensed up, whispering, "I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. It must be Sandra and her crew messing with Wenna... all because of me." Lorna, seeing Keira's meekness, snapped, "Apologize for what? It's not your fault. I'm gonna give Sandra a piece of my mind!"

Morwenna stopped Lorna, "It's fine. I'll just make two trips today. First, I'll deliver the others, then come back for this one. From now on, I'll charge by weight for any package over five pounds."

"And you're just going to let this slide?"

Morwenna, with a twinkle in her eye, replied, "What's the point in yelling? I'll just find a chance to give Sandra a good talking-to."

Morwenna seemed to bounce back to her usual lively self.

Lorna's eyes lit up, "If there's a fight, count me in."

Keira wanted to say something, but Lorna cut her off, "You two delicate flowers better stay out of it."

With today's haul being particularly large, everyone pitched in to help Morwenna, leaving the heaviest package for last.

As they left the campus entrance, a new post popped up on the school forum.

"Freshman Morwenna skiving off"

The post melodramatically accused Morwenna of skipping out on

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complete with screenshots of text messages requesting delivery.

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"This is selective delivery, huh?"

"Tsk, tsk, avoiding the heavy stuff, I see. Not a very honest way to make a buck."

"In my opinion, package delivery services are unreliable. Theft is rampant these days; beware of your items being stolen."

"Poverty breeds pettiness. We should all stop using her service and not encourage such behavior."

At this moment, Morwenna, hauling the 150-pound package, arrived at the girls' dorm, intending to complete the delivery.

She was met downstairs by her friends, who showed her the forum post, their faces grim.

Keira was on the verge of tears, feeling responsible for Morwenna's predicament.

Morwenna, now the subject of a smear campaign, was undeterred.

"What now? How do we explain this?" Dahlia asked, worried.

"Explaining won't do much. Keyboard warriors seldom listen," Lorna said, fuming.

Morwenna remained calm. "It's okay. Help me post a response. Just take a photo of me now, sweat and all, in front of the dorm. Say that from now on, heavy packages will be charged by weight."

Quickly, they did as Morwenna requested.

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Without offering any explanations, Morwenna simply carried the

package upstairs, allowing them to capture her effort and sweat for the post.