Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Persephone paused. The group of young boys running around, laughing and playing, all seemed about eight or nine years old—undoubtedly the most irritating age group.

However, when they saw her, they blinked their large eyes and smiled. Their crystal-clear gazes eased Persephone's guard.

"Don't chase them away." She turned to the bodyguards. "They're just kids. Why bother about it so much?"

"But..."

"This is a neighborhood, not our own home! Let them play. They'll leave on their own in a while. No need for fuss."

The two bodyguards exchanged looks, nodded helplessly, and turned back to the room.

As Persephone leaned against the railing, she found herself a bit envious of these kids. Seeing them made her reminisce about her childhood. Except, her childhood was never as carefree as theirs.

palace-like, but no matter how vast a place, it

was like a little bird yearning for the outside world, wanting to soar high and break free from the constraints

a beat as

Persephone's eyes widened.

and pointed at the wall. One of them

She looked around and confirmed the boys were indeed waving at her, showing

The boys had already run off by the time she snapped out

bodyguards rushed over

kids with the airsoft guns, right?" one of the bodyguards grumbled. "These boys probably can't

you scared just

aren't like real firearms, they still have a certain degree of impact. Next time these boys cause trouble, don't stop us from

a single word they said. Her mind was full of that "OK" and the pair of