Married a Secret Billionaire

Persephone paused. The group of young boys running around, laughing and playing, all seemed about eight or nine years old—undoubtedly the most irritating age group.

However, when they saw her, they blinked their large eyes and smiled. Their crystal-clear gazes eased Persephone's guard.

"Don't chase them away." She turned to the bodyguards. "They're just kids. Why bother about it so much?"

"But..."

"This is a neighborhood, not our own home! Let them play. They'll leave on their own in a while. No need for fuss."

The two bodyguards exchanged looks, nodded helplessly, and turned back to the room.

As Persephone leaned against the railing, she found herself a bit envious of these kids.

Seeing them made her reminisce about her childhood. Except, her childhood was never as carefree as theirs.

Hamerton Manor was enormous, palace-like, but no matter how vast a place, it was always smaller than the sky.

She was like a little bird yearning for the outside world, wanting to soar high and break free from the constraints of her family. Yet, she forgot that only the Hamertons could protect her properly.

she heard the sound of airsoft guns. Her heart skipped a beat as she instinctively glanced

Persephone's eyes widened.

the wall.

and confirmed the boys were indeed waving at her, showing her the boxing gloves, and spelling out "OK" on the wall to

her mind blank. The boys had already run off by

bodyguards rushed

with the airsoft guns, right?" one

boys probably can't afford school and always

were you scared just

airsoft guns aren't like real firearms, they still have a certain degree of

don't stop

became erratic. She didn't