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.

exchange phone numbers?

man 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 expression, making him appear ruggedly

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

the charming gentleman seemed to be focused

correct?”

quickly thought. It seemed Toph didn’t know this man, but how had he known her name instantly?

chin and said firmly,

voice made

Arya were perplexed. “What’s going on,

He then looked at Toph.

are you getting

on Toph’s clothing. “Let’s

on alert. She gently picked up

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