Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Morpheus gazed incredulously at Persephone.

What was she saying? Best hunters? Appearing as prey? It sounded like a joke!

Those people's noses were keener than dogs in a place like this. They didn't care if one were a hunter or prey. As long as they smelled money on one, they would resort to all sorts of brutal means to drain one's last drop of blood.

"Unfortunately, you've got it wrong." Morpheus looked coldly at her. "The person you're looking for might not be on this street. At least I haven't heard that name."

"Could it be... Greta changed her name?" Persephone speculated. "What do girls sold here usually do?"

Morpheus frowned, staring at her as if she were clueless. No, she probably wasn't clueless. To speak of excellent hunters appearing as prey and maintaining calmness in danger? Such courage wasn't something an ordinary girl possessed. Perhaps in her world, she was clever, even from an elite background.

However, this was a quagmire, a bottomless, dirty pit.

Falling into this world, she was destined for doom.

who abducted you earlier, that woman's Kourtney Moon. She's a famous madam in the red-light district. The fat guy, Jim Liddell, has some influence in the underground arena. Do

and her

fight will have

face paled, and she held her left wrist with her

scorching heat almost

red string represented a lifelong

closer,

instinctively leaned back, and

sold to a place like this." Morpheus' voice was low.

her lip, refusing

it was a chip used to communicate with

a place like Flinge. She forgot that no matter how much of the world she had seen, it was

his voice tinged with mockery. "Are you afraid

I want to leave this place." After a long silence, Persephone spoke