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.

Bianca pressed on. "If you can't get 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. She even showered

true situation, treated him with great respect, believing him to be some sort of VIP. It was a life beyond his wildest dreams from his

hastily spoke into the phone. "Ms. Bianca, please don't be

out

find a way, alright?" Drake assured her. "A little girl isn't

I hope you're true to

Drake anxious and unsure of his next

things through. The child Bianca desired was from an esteemed background. Would

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

chuckled to himself, thinking he was rather clever.

a tune 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, then swaggered