Married a Secret Billionaire

Persephone's hoarse cries were quickly drowned out in the crowd. No one could hear her voice as protests began to rise. Before the match, they had bet heavily on Morpheus' victory, but this match would leave them penniless.

"Useless, get up!"

"You wasted our money!"

"Give us back our money!"

However loud these people shouted, the more pleased Fat Jim seemed. With such high odds, he could make a fortune. Morpheus could still earn him so much money even before dying, making the most of his usefulness.

He chuckled, spat out his sunflower seed husk, and instructed his men to find a decent grave for Morpheus. After all, they were like brothers, and a blank tombstone could serve as his own remembrance.

"Boss, look quickly!"

Fat Jim's subordinate's sudden panic surprised him.

a slender figure amidst the chaos. Like

were trying to stop her, but she seemed crazed. Several big men

she was. Speculations suggested she was

Jim knew that gambling losses didn't drive Persephone. If

"Quickly... Stop her!"

have rules? Can't lay a

losing his mind as well.

finished, someone else rushed over and grabbed Persephone's hand. She struggled, but the person pulled

Jim. He was stunned for a moment. When he

that person seemed to have vanished

referee halted the match. Morpheus

back. She cried