Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Even though each one was a draft, Harvey's sketches were as refined as finished works from some comic studios. The style of these drawings was exquisite and captivating, even without colors.

Relying on the market sense he had honed over the years, Toph was convinced that this work was bound to be a hit.

"Is this your comic?" he couldn't help but ask. "It's really good! Not only are the visuals beautiful, but the storyline is also great!

"Harvey, why did you never mention that you create comics yourself?"

"You..." Harvey turned his head slightly, his expression complex. "Why are you looking at this?"

"I stumbled upon it, just under this easel... Why? Is it not meant to be seen?"

Harvey waved his hand dismissively and turned his face away. After a while, he muttered, "You... You like it?"

"It's great! If this sells, it'll surely be a hit!"

"But the main characters are two guys..." Harvey's voice trailed off. "People might dislike that, right?"

on Harvey's shoulder. "Bro, who says the main characters have

surprised, staring blankly

"As long as one faces it, admits it, and adheres to morality, I don't see

"You..."

you mustn't know." Toph lowered his voice. "When

"What about him?"

tell him about Zephyr's episode with King Alexander. After all,

nothing!" He scratched his head. "Anyway, I don't think it's wrong! The world should embrace differences. You can disagree but should

eyes seemingly melting quietly. He smiled and walked to the

he muttered,

"What?"

Harvey didn't repeat it.

the comic exhibition years ago, Harvey knew he was different from others.

"Toph."