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.

up with you?" Persephone kept smiling.

"Nothing..."

work out?"

heart pounding, but she forced a calm

teasing you." Persephone patted

down, biting her lip hard. Her hatred toward Persephone burned like

confidence,

while others fought tooth and nail, only to fall short

at

Despite Rebecca's efforts, she remained a mere supporting role by

place remained the picturesque

what she liked, even preparing the

her naturally as if none of

remained composed, giving