Married a Secret Billionaire

Drake’s heart trembled, and he swiftly concealed himself out of sight. Camping out lately hadn’t even allowed him a clear glimpse of Persephone.

Meanwhile, Bianca’s relentless phone calls persisted.

“Dickinson, what are you up to all day? I asked you to take a child, not divine apples. Is it really that challenging?”

‘Damn it!’ Drake cursed silently. ‘Stealing those apples might indeed be easier!’

Despite his inner frustrations, he forced a smile. “Heh… Ms. Bianca, t-this isn’t a cakewalk! I’ve been keeping a close watch these days. Those bodyguards are all armed. I’ll get shot at if I rashly try to snatch the kid!”

“You’re worthless.” Bianca scoffed. “I’ve greased palms on my end, and you’re letting me down!”

Drake suppressed his anger and remained silent.

“If you can’t get this done, forget about your presidential suite and a

had spoiled him with city extravagances, nightlife, and the rich meals Bianca provided. She even showered him with money, elevating his status

in the hotel, unaware of his true situation, treated him with great respect, believing him to be some sort of VIP. It was a life beyond his wildest dreams from his days

spoke into the phone. “Ms. Bianca,

out a

assured her. “A little girl isn’t a big deal. I

hope you’re true to

Drake anxious and unsure of his

things through. The child Bianca desired was from an esteemed background. Would children like her fetch better

he couldn’t get close to Persephone, could he snatch a girl with a similar

chuckled to himself, thinking he was rather clever. This should resolve the issue, shouldn’t

in his head, he returned to the hotel. Before entering, he made a pit stop at a convenience store for a