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.

in close to his ear. “Granduncle, let me tell you something about

emphasized, “The prince is coming

expression changed, as she

their wedding. Granduncle, is a wedding like the picture my mommy and daddy have at home? Will they take pictures together and live together in

Persephone nearly fell. Luckily, one

gazed at Daniel. He appeared even paler than before, with a deeper

unsure of what was going through his mind. They only noticed his clenched fists trembling at

“Mr. Quimby, should we—”

bodyguards could finish,

to prevent Maisie from marrying Graham and not wanting to disrupt her peaceful life.

panicked. He had never been

someone had beaten him there. This person had gone to the apartment opposite hers, only knocking on

she opened the door,