Married a Secret Billionaire

“What?”

Daniel turned to look at Persephone. He patted her head and lifted her up. “I’ll take you home, Sephy.”

“Are you going somewhere else?” Persephone asked.

“I want to go to the theme park,” Daniel replied.

Persephone cheered. “I’m coming too!”

“I’m sorry, Sephy,” he said, looking at her, “I can’t take you with me today. I’d like to be alone.”

Persephone felt down but didn’t make a fuss. She understood that her beloved granduncle was having a tough day.

‘Is it because of Ms. Maisie?’ Persephone recalled how she used to be rewarded with snacks every time she shared information about Maisie with him. She figured she could brighten his mood by revealing a secret about her teacher.

ear. “Granduncle, let me tell you

prince is coming

expression changed, as

herself when we were buying sauce. The prince is returning to discuss their wedding. Granduncle, is a wedding like the picture my mommy and daddy have at home? Will

one of

shocked little princess gazed at Daniel. He appeared even paler than before, with a deeper seriousness in his

through his

“Mr. Quimby, should we—”

of the bodyguards could finish,

and not wanting to disrupt her peaceful life. He longed to finally share the past with her but feared the pain it might

never been afraid of anything, but Maisie was

arriving at Maisie’s, he saw that someone had beaten him there. This person had gone

she opened the door, her eyes filled