Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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?"

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

while Persephone was wearing high heels and walking this distance, she moved steadily. She had assumed that Persephone wouldn't handle high heels

smiling. "You look off. Is something bothering

"Nothing..."

aimed for didn't work out?"

her heart pounding, but she forced

teasing you." Persephone patted

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

couldn't compare to that innate confidence, inherent

fought tooth and nail, only

glared at

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

meeting place remained the

she liked, even preparing

greeted her naturally as if none of the

remained composed, giving