How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Morwenna withdrew her gaze, deciding not to pry any further. She thought to herself that the wealthy must have a lot of rules.

Soon, they reached a guest area.

The butler approached with a stack of documents, speaking in a formal tone, “Ms. Winslet, please review these documents and sign where indicated.”

Morwenna took the papers and glanced through them.

The first was an employment contract.

The second was a health declaration.

The third was a waiver of liability for safety.

There was even a document concerning compensation for accidental injuries.

Morwenna was puzzled. She was just here to tutor, was there any danger involved?

But with such a high salary, she wasn’t ready to let go of the opportunity despite any risks.

She carefully read through the documents and signed each one methodically.

The butler, patient and maintaining a professional smile, waited nearby.

Once the signing was complete, he continued, “Ms. Winslet, today you will conduct a trial teaching session. If all goes well, we will proceed with a long-term contract. Of course, even if it doesn’t go smoothly, we will settle today’s payment in full.”

Morwenna nodded, understanding the concept of a trial class that was common in the city.

After agreeing, she was quickly led to a room.

The butler stood at the door and announced, “The young master is inside, please enter.”

Morwenna nodded again and pushed the door open.

The room was dark, curtains drawn and lights off, even in broad daylight.

The atmosphere felt as eerie as a haunted house.

But Morwenna wasn’t scared of haunted houses.

She walked straight in and swiftly pulled back the curtains.

That was when Morwenna saw an angel.

With white hair, white eyelashes and pale skin, a boy with albinism was as beautiful as an angel.

The sudden light made him shield his eyes.

Quickly, Morwenna partially drew the curtains again.

The boy lowered his hand and walked towards her, his smile innocuous, “Miss, are you the new teacher?”

Morwenna nodded, her heart melting.

He was very beautiful! If angels existed, they surely looked like this.

Just as Morwenna was marveling at his angelic appearance, at the next moment, the angel held something close to her eyes and swiped.

Morwenna jumped back instinctively.

Once out of danger, she noticed that the boy was holding a small and ornately decorated knife.

She was a bit shaken, realizing that if she hadn’t stepped back in time, she might have been injured.

Morwenna became stern, “What are you doing?”

The boy still smiled harmlessly, “I hate it when people look me in the eyes. I’ve always said only the blind are allowed in my room. Do you want to leave or become blind?”

Morwenna quickly realized she was dealing with a troubled youth.

No wonder Barclay was so generous in offering her this high-paying job.

It also explained why she had to sign all those waivers and insurance forms before entering. There was a real risk of harm.

The butler was quite despicable for not informing her of the real situation, putting her in potential danger by entering unprepared.

The boy continued to smile as he played with the knife, accidentally cutting his finger.

Yet, he seemed unfazed by the pain, still smiling.

With bright red blood, pale skin, and a harmless smile, it was a disturbing sight.

At that moment, Morwenna thought about how many tutors this dangerous boy must have frightened off.

But she wasn’t going to run.

For a salary of twenty thousand dollars a month, she was determined to teach him well, no matter the challenge!