Married a Secret Billionaire

Persephone looked at that man shyly. She had many questions flashing through her mind at the moment.

‘Mommy said I should have good manners. Should I call him “sir” now?

‘No, he looks much older than my uncle! So should I call him “mister”?

‘But I’ve smudged my whole ice cream on his jacket. Maybe I should say sorry first?’

The ice cream was vanilla-flavored, and she had taken only a few licks.

The man spoke first. “Little girl, you’re Persephone, right?” His voice was deep, like a cello. She was shocked.

He smiled mysteriously and glanced at his jacket, then heard a man and a woman screaming, “Sephy! Are you okay?”

Nervously, Toph and Arya rushed over. They checked if she was hurt, then noticed the ice cream on the man’s black jacket.

dirty now. How about we exchange phone numbers? I’ll have someone

shook his head. His eyes

presence and charisma. He wasn’t an ordinary man. There was a hint of

his comics, this middle-aged man before him was someone he had secretly wanted

gentleman seemed to

correct?”

Toph didn’t know this man, but how had he known her name instantly? Lina had told her not to talk to strangers and stay cautious around

raised her chin and said

childish voice made

perplexed. “What’s going

man waved and placed his hands behind his back. He then looked at Toph. “I assume this isn’t your

are you getting

tugged on Toph’s

figure it out, but Arya was on alert. She gently picked up Persephone and signaled Toph