Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Persephone looked at that man shyly. She had many questions flashing through her mind at the moment.

'Mommy said I should have good manners. Should I call him "sir" now?

'No, he looks much older than my uncle! So should I call him "mister"?

'But I've smudged my whole ice cream on his jacket. Maybe I should say sorry first?'

The ice cream was vanilla-flavored, and she had taken only a few licks.

The man spoke first. "Little girl, you're Persephone, right?" His voice was deep, like a cello. She was shocked.

He smiled mysteriously and glanced at his jacket, then heard a man and a woman screaming, "Sephy! Are you okay?"

Nervously, Toph and Arya rushed over. They checked if she was hurt, then noticed the ice cream on the man's black jacket.

we exchange phone numbers? I'll have someone send

His

middle-aged, he had a commanding presence and charisma. He wasn't an ordinary man.

young men in his comics, this middle-aged man before him

gentleman seemed

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but how had he known her name

her chin

made the

were perplexed. "What's going

then looked

you getting at?"

Sephy tugged on Toph's

was on alert.