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.

is dirty now. How about we exchange phone numbers?

his head. His eyes were enigmatic, impossible

being middle-aged, he had a commanding presence and charisma. He wasn't an ordinary man. There was a hint of melancholy in his expression, making him

in his comics, this middle-aged

the charming gentleman seemed to be

correct?" he

Toph didn't know this man, but how had he known

her chin and said

childish voice made the

were perplexed. "What's

and placed his hands behind his back. He then looked at Toph. "I

are you getting at?"

Sephy tugged on Toph's clothing.

out, but Arya was on alert. She