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

shook his head. His eyes were enigmatic, impossible to

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

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

charming gentleman seemed to be focused on

correct?”

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

her chin

voice made

perplexed. “What’s going on,

his hands behind his back. He then looked at Toph. “I assume this isn’t your child? You don’t seem…

getting

Sephy tugged on Toph’s clothing.

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

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