Married a Secret Billionaire

Rebecca froze, an instant chill running down her spine.

In a panic, she mentally reviewed everything. Though she liked Morpheus, Persephone had been in

Southeast Aciatic at that time. They had been separated, so there was no way Persephone could have known about her interest in Morpheus.

Rebecca composed herself. Maybe her panic was just due to feeling guilty.

Given Persephone's intellect, she wouldn't suspect a thing.

"Rebecca, why are you standing there? Let's go together," Persephone urged.

"Oh..." Rebecca responded. "Ms. Hamerton, maybe I shouldn't come. It's your date with Mr. Orton. It might not be appropriate for me to tag along."

"Why does that matter?" Persephone smiled innocently. "You're my personal assistant. Naturally, you're responsible for my every move. It's not inappropriate for you to be with me."

"Ms—"

"Let's go." Persephone took her hand. "You probably haven't met Morpheus, have you?"

Rebecca's face fell. For some reason, she felt that there seemed to be something more beneath the surface despite Persephone's smile.

To her surprise, she noticed that while Persephone was wearing high heels and walking this distance, she moved steadily. She had assumed that Persephone wouldn't handle high heels well, that she might stumble outside and embarrass herself in front of Morpheus.

smiling. "You look off. Is something bothering

"Nothing..."

didn't work out?" Persephone's pause was meaningful. "Is that

pounding, but she forced a calm gaze at

just teasing you."

hard. Her hatred toward Persephone burned like a

compare to that innate confidence, inherent nobility, and sense

fought tooth and nail, only to fall

glared at Persephone's retreating

Persephone possessed the whole world. Despite Rebecca's efforts, she remained a mere

Morpheus' meeting place remained the

what she liked, even

arrival, he merely froze momentarily, then greeted her naturally as if none

remained composed, giving