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.

homeless. You can stay at

"But—"

course, it can't compare to

Persephone's eyes were closed, her face slightly flushed, seemingly asleep. Yet, Rebecca noticed the faint curl of her

she arrived in Southeast Aciatic, everyone saw

the palace treated her with respect. What would people say if she

and perceptive, quick to notice something amiss. How would

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

words, they could

Hamerton back first." The car had already stopped at Persephone's

and said, "The butler

"What... What luggage?"