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.

your presidential suite and a single cent! Go back to

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

him to be some sort of VIP. It was a life beyond

the phone. "Ms. Bianca,

let out a cold

find a way, alright?" Drake assured her. "A little girl

hope you're

up, leaving Drake anxious and unsure of his next

his limited brainpower to think things through. The child Bianca desired was from an esteemed

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

chuckled to himself, thinking he was rather clever. This should resolve the

head, he returned to the hotel. Before entering, he made a pit stop at a convenience store for a few