Married a Secret Billionaire

Rebecca felt flustered, not daring to move in the passenger seat.

Persephone smiled after speaking, reclining comfortably in the back seat and stretching lazily.

"Oh my, it seems like I'm really drunk now." She laughed. "I'm starting to feel a bit of a headache. Rebecca..."

"Yes?" Rebecca felt extremely uneasy.

"When we go back later, I won't have you stay there tonight."

Rebecca was startled. "What?"

Since she arrived in Southeast Aciatic, she had been living and eating together with Persephone as it was convenient to take care of her. If Persephone didn't let her stay there tonight... where would she go?

"Ms. Jacox, you might not know, but Ms. Hamerton has always been like this. When she has a headache, she dislikes having anyone around her," the chauffeur said with a smile.

"I... I won't be around her!" Rebecca turned to the backseat. "Ms. Hamerton, I'll stay in the downstairs living room! If you need anything, just call me. I—"

"Ms. Jacox, when Ms. Hamerton asks you to leave, just leave. Don't bother her," the driver interrupted.

be homeless. You can stay at the servants' quarters of the palace for

"But—"

driver said. "Of course, it can't

her face slightly flushed, seemingly asleep. Yet, Rebecca noticed the faint

a deep breath. When she arrived in

with respect. What would people say if she inexplicably went

all astute and perceptive, quick to notice something amiss.

innate sense of superiority, punishing others for their slight displeasure... Did they know how much effort someone as insignificant

few words, they could

Ms. Hamerton back first."

"The butler

"What... What luggage?"