Rebecca froze, an instant chill running down her spine.

In a panic, she mentally reviewed everything. Though she liked Morpheus, Persephone had been in Southeast Aciatic at that time. They had been separated, so there was no way Persephone could have known about her interest in Morpheus.

Rebecca composed herself. Maybe her panic was just due to feeling guilty.

Given Persephone's intellect, she wouldn't suspect a thing.

"Rebecca, why are you standing there? Let's go together," Persephone urged.

"Oh..." Rebecca responded. "Ms. Hamerton, maybe I shouldn't come. It's your date with Mr. Orton. It might not be appropriate for me to tag along."

"Why does that matter?" Persephone smiled innocently. "You're my personal assistant. Naturally, you're responsible for my every move. It's not inappropriate for you to be with me."

"Ms—"

"Let's go." Persephone took her hand. "You probably haven't met Morpheus, have you?"

that there seemed to be something more beneath the surface despite Persephone's

she moved steadily. She had assumed that Persephone wouldn't handle high heels well, that

up with you?" Persephone kept smiling.

"Nothing..."

work out?" Persephone's pause

but she forced a calm gaze

just teasing you." Persephone patted

Her hatred toward Persephone burned like a

to that innate confidence, inherent nobility, and

others fought tooth and

glared at Persephone's

Persephone possessed the whole world. Despite Rebecca's efforts, she remained a

and Morpheus' meeting place remained the

ordered what she liked, even

he merely froze momentarily, then greeted her

giving

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