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,

emphasized, “The prince is coming

His expression changed,

true.” Persephone nodded. “She told me herself when we were buying sauce. The prince is returning to discuss their wedding. Granduncle, is a wedding like

nearly fell. Luckily, one of the bodyguards behind them caught her just in

little princess gazed at Daniel. He appeared even paler than before, with

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

“Mr. Quimby, should we—”

bodyguards could finish, Daniel

footsteps were swift, powerful, and heavy. His mind was in turmoil, torn between wanting to prevent Maisie from marrying Graham and not wanting to disrupt her peaceful life. He longed to finally share the past with her but feared

He had never been afraid of anything, but

had gone to the apartment opposite hers, only knocking on her door after putting down his

she opened the door, her eyes filled