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.

exchange phone numbers? I’ll have someone send you a new one after I buy

shook his head. His

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

an artist, drawing attractive young men in his comics, this middle-aged man before him was someone he had secretly wanted to

gentleman seemed to be focused

correct?” he

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

she raised her chin and said

made the man

were perplexed.

his hands behind his back. He then looked at Toph. “I

are you getting at?”

Sephy tugged on Toph’s clothing. “Let’s go,

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