Married a Secret Billionaire

Zephyr and Nicholas walked out together, resuming their bickering, each trying to prove who had been tougher earlier.

Persephone chuckled and walked up to them, hooking an arm around each.

“We let off some steam on your behalf just now.” Zephyr ruffled her hair. “Feeling a bit better now?”

“Sephy, your Grandpa Nicholas’ still got the moves!” Nicholas laughed. “But your taste, oh dear. You spent four years in university with that fella… Such a wimp, can’t take a beating!”

“Nicholas!” Zephyr pursed his lips. “If you can’t speak nicely, then keep quiet. Sephy’s feeling upset.”

Nicholas glared at him. “What’s there to be upset about? Didn’t we just thrash that kid?”

“You called him a wimp, implying Sephy can’t choose right!”

Why can’t

“You…”

was amused

stop arguing? I’ve let go of Samuel already. Honestly, this fight was

understanding without speaking. They knew Persephone might appear easygoing, but she was actually sensitive and deeply committed to her relationships. She might take a while to

the best remedy for a broken heart was to

this weekend. Toph and Arya’s new works will be exhibited. It’ll be lively! How about going

just pick anyone. You must find a match of status and background. Absolutely no more like Samuel, trying to ‘help

finished, Zephyr slapped him

Perhaps having been born into privilege, she didn’t desire a marriage based on status but rather a genuine and unconditional