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!

sank at the prospect. Going from luxury to poverty was a brutal shift. His time in Centrolis had spoiled him

the hotel, unaware of his 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 days of hardship. Losing all of it because of a little

phone. "Ms. Bianca, please

out a

her. "A little girl isn't a big deal. I can manage

you're true to

hung up, leaving Drake anxious and unsure of

through. The child Bianca desired was from an esteemed background. Would children like her

couldn't get close to Persephone, could he snatch a girl with a similar upbringing? He could ask for less money since he hadn't secured the primary

was rather clever. This should

the hotel. Before entering, he made a pit stop at a convenience store for a few beer cans, then swaggered into the