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.

pointed at and saw a slender figure amidst

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

one knew who she was. Speculations suggested

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

"Quickly... Stop her!"

lay a hand

woman?!" Fat Jim was losing his mind as well. "If Morpheus were alive,

rushed over and grabbed Persephone's hand. She struggled, but the

flashed before Fat Jim. He was stunned for a moment. When he rubbed his

person seemed

now, the referee halted the

firmly holding her back. She cried out and kicked and punched Seamus,