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?"

fell. For some reason, she felt that there seemed to be something more beneath the surface despite

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

with you?" Persephone kept smiling. "You look off. Is

"Nothing..."

you aimed for didn't work out?" Persephone's pause was meaningful.

startled, her heart pounding, but

just teasing you." Persephone patted

hard. Her hatred

innate confidence, inherent nobility, and sense

spoons, while others fought tooth and

at

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

Morpheus' meeting place remained the picturesque

she liked, even

then greeted her naturally as if none

giving him

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