Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Drake's heart trembled, and he swiftly concealed himself out of sight. Camping out lately hadn't even allowed him a clear glimpse of Persephone.

Meanwhile, Bianca's relentless phone calls persisted.

"Dickinson, what are you up to all day? I asked you to take a child, not divine apples. Is it really that challenging?"

'Damn it!' Drake cursed silently. 'Stealing those apples might indeed be easier!'

Despite his inner frustrations, he forced a smile. "Heh... Ms. Bianca, t-this isn't a cakewalk! I've been keeping a close watch these days. Those bodyguards are all armed. I'll get shot at if I rashly try to snatch the kid!"

"You're worthless." Bianca scoffed. "I've greased palms on my end, and you're letting me down!"

Drake suppressed his anger and remained silent.

this done, forget about your presidential suite and a single cent!

the prospect. Going from luxury to poverty was a brutal shift. His time in Centrolis had spoiled him with city extravagances, nightlife, and the rich meals Bianca provided.

a life beyond his wildest

into the phone.

out a

find a way, alright?" Drake assured her. "A little girl isn't a big deal. I can manage

hope you're true to your

Drake anxious and unsure of his

strained his limited brainpower to think things through. The child Bianca desired was

close to Persephone, could he snatch a girl with a similar upbringing? He could ask for less money

chuckled to himself, thinking he was rather clever.

humming in his head, he returned to the hotel. Before entering, he made a pit stop at a convenience store for a few beer cans,