Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"But... I don't have any money." Persephone lowered her head.

Morpheus furrowed his brow slightly. He was about to mention that she had food and lodging, so what else would she need money for? However, the words stuck in his throat.

Indeed, she needed money. A woman's daily needs always involved expenses, right? Moreover, judging by her delicate appearance, she seemed like a well-off girl, raised in affluence, which probably incurred more expenses...

Morpheus cleared his throat lightly and said, "I have money."

"You..."

"Here." He pulled out a bank card from his pocket.

In the split second that Persephone's mind went blank, he had already slipped the card into her palm.

"If you want to use it, go ahead." He seemed nonchalant. "I can easily afford to take care of your expenses."

the card tightly, feeling a slight pain in her palm where the edge

sure you want me to

Morpheus raised an eyebrow. "You

"You probably don't know

mood to banter with her. He stuffed his hands into

him, smiling all the

the small convenience store,

he whispered to her after scanning the surroundings, "Lower your head and

complied. As they left, the store owner

that Persephone learned the true purpose of that convenience store and understood the real identities of Morpheus and the store owner. However, that was years

of the Hamertons was trapped

Persephone made that call in the convenience store, she had developed a rapport with the store owner. Every day around 4:00 p.m., George would be there waiting for her. As soon as she entered the small shop, he would roll down the shutters and hang a sign at the shopfront saying, "Out for a

However, the calls couldn't be too long, only lasting two or three

accompanied her. After finishing the call, she stepped out