Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Persephone's hoarse cries were quickly drowned out in the crowd. No one could hear her voice as protests began to rise. Before the match, they had bet heavily on Morpheus' victory, but this match would leave them penniless.

"Useless, get up!"

"You wasted our money!"

"Give us back our money!"

However loud these people shouted, the more pleased Fat Jim seemed. With such high odds, he could make a fortune. Morpheus could still earn him so much money even before dying, making the most of his usefulness.

He chuckled, spat out his sunflower seed husk, and instructed his men to find a decent grave for Morpheus. After all, they were like brothers, and a blank tombstone could serve as his own remembrance.

"Boss, look quickly!"

Fat Jim's subordinate's sudden panic surprised him.

He followed the direction his subordinate pointed at and saw a slender figure amidst the chaos. Like a determined little rabbit, she desperately climbed toward the ring.

trying to stop her, but she seemed

one knew who she was. Speculations suggested she was a female gambler who lost

that gambling losses didn't drive

"Quickly... Stop her!"

rules? Can't lay a hand on guests, especially

Jim was losing his mind

Persephone's hand. She struggled, but the person pulled her

Jim. He was stunned for a moment. When he rubbed his eyes and looked again, Persephone and

the chaos just now, the referee halted the match.

with Seamus firmly holding her back. She cried out and kicked

looked at her coldly, allowing her to make a scene. Helplessly, she watched as Morpheus was carried away, his life hanging by a

"Miss!" Seamus roared.

to her senses a

Seamus' tone softened. "You've seen him one last time. It's

tears and choked up, unable

"Miss..."