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.

about we exchange phone numbers? I’ll have someone

shook his head. His eyes were enigmatic, impossible

had a commanding presence and charisma. He wasn’t an ordinary man. There was a hint of melancholy in his

being an artist, drawing attractive young men in his comics, this middle-aged

seemed to

correct?”

had he known her name

chin and said firmly,

childish voice made

and Arya were perplexed. “What’s

his back. He then looked at Toph. “I assume this isn’t your

are you getting at?”

on Toph’s clothing. “Let’s

couldn’t figure it out, but Arya was on alert. She gently picked up