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?"

reason, she felt that there seemed to be something more beneath

She had assumed that Persephone wouldn't handle

Persephone kept smiling.

"Nothing..."

out?" Persephone's pause was meaningful. "Is

pounding, but she

you."

looked down, biting her lip hard. Her hatred toward Persephone burned like a flame in

compare to that innate confidence,

born with silver spoons, while others fought tooth and nail,

at Persephone's

Despite Rebecca's efforts, she remained

meeting place

already ordered what she liked, even preparing

momentarily, then greeted her

remained composed, giving him a

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