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.

his ear. “Granduncle, let me tell you something about Ms.

emphasized, “The prince is

changed,

wedding. Granduncle, is a wedding

fell. Luckily, one of

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

glances, unsure of what was going through his mind. They only

“Mr. Quimby, should we—”

the bodyguards could finish, Daniel turned and

and heavy. His mind was in turmoil, torn between wanting to prevent Maisie from marrying Graham and not wanting to disrupt her

panicked. He had never been afraid of anything, but Maisie was the

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

opened the door, her eyes