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.

nodding. “Your jacket is dirty now. How about we exchange phone numbers? I’ll have someone send you a new one after I buy

man shook his head. His eyes were enigmatic, impossible to

had a commanding presence and charisma. He wasn’t an ordinary

in his comics, this middle-aged man before him was someone he had secretly wanted to draw but never dared

charming gentleman seemed to be focused on

correct?”

known her name instantly? Lina had told her not to talk to strangers

her chin and

childish voice made the

and Arya were perplexed. “What’s going on,

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

getting

that moment, Sephy tugged on Toph’s

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

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