Married a Secret Billionaire

“But… I don’t have any money.” Persephone lowered her head.

Morpheus furrowed his brow slightly. He was about to mention that she had food and lodging, so what else would she need money for? However, the words stuck in his throat.

Indeed, she needed money. A woman’s daily needs always involved expenses, right? Moreover, judging by her delicate appearance, she seemed like a well-off girl, raised in affluence, which probably incurred more expenses…

Morpheus cleared his throat lightly and said, “I have money.”

“You…”

“Here.” He pulled out a bank card from his pocket.

In the split second that Persephone’s mind went blank, he had already slipped the card into her palm.

“If you want to use it, go ahead.” He seemed nonchalant. “I can easily afford to take care of your expenses.”

Persephone held the card tightly, feeling a slight pain in her palm where the edge of the card cut. However, she smiled, a sweet sensation lingering in her heart.

you sure you want me to

eyebrow. “You

looked at him. “You probably don’t know what kind of things I

in the mood to banter with her. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked

him, smiling all

store, Morpheus suddenly pulled her

after scanning the surroundings, “Lower

the store owner glanced

store and understood the real identities of

princess of the Hamertons was trapped

had developed a rapport with the store owner. Every day around 4:00 p.m., George would be there waiting

the calls couldn’t be too long, only lasting two or three minutes each time. And

call, she stepped out with a slightly downcast