Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Persephone felt a moment of panic.

Her initial thought was whether the note might be a prank, but she quickly dismissed that idea. Even if it were a prank, there was no need for it to target her specifically.

Besides, the name written on the note was clear—Morpheus.

Morpheus was fine!

This person must know her, but for some reason, they couldn't tell her this face-to-face. It wasn't Wynn because his personality was straightforward. He wouldn't use such roundabout means.

However, who else did she know in Flinge besides Wynn and Morpheus?

Persephone's heart raced. When Seamus placed his hand on her shoulder, she nearly jumped.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Persephone stared at him for a few seconds before shaking her head frantically.

"You don't look too well." Seamus frowned. "Are you feeling ill?"

slipped the note into her pocket and continued along his line of conversation.

"What's the matter?"

casually tossed it into the trash. "You know I've had a slight allergy to pollen

relaxed. What she

to let her be, not excessively cautious, and she grew up healthy. It was just

go to the restroom, wash my face,

"I'll accompany you..."

I'll be back

hurriedly headed to the

turned to glare at the other two bodyguards, asking what had

only recount the incident with the

retrieved the flower from the trash can—its wrapping paper was rough, clearly cheap. Nothing was inside the wrapping, but the

pale complexion earlier was really related

and

against the restroom wall, she took out the note, looking

tore the note into pieces and flushed it down the toilet