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.

stop her, but she seemed

Speculations suggested she was a female gambler

gambling losses didn't drive Persephone. If

"Quickly... Stop her!"

lay a hand on guests, especially a

Fat Jim was losing his mind as well. "If

hand. She struggled, but the person pulled her back, preventing her from going

was stunned for a moment. When he rubbed his eyes and looked again, Persephone and that person seemed to have

to the chaos just now, the referee halted the match. Morpheus was barely

with Seamus firmly holding her back. She cried out and kicked and punched Seamus, but it was

she watched as Morpheus was carried away, his life hanging by

"Miss!" Seamus roared.

came to her senses a

silence, Seamus' tone softened. "You've seen him one

couldn't stop her tears and choked

"Miss..."