Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"What's wrong? Am I scary?" Persephone chuckled. "Morpheus has already gone back to his place. We should head back, too."

"Mr. Orton... has left?"

"Yeah."

"How did he leave?"

Persephone smirked at her. "He jumped off the rooftop!"

Rebecca was stunned and instinctively glanced outside. The night was dark, making it hard to see anything. Persephone urged her into the car, and she hurriedly followed. As she crossed the threshold, she nearly stumbled.

Persephone looked at her from inside the car and chuckled. "I thought I'd have trouble in high heels, but who knew you'd stumble even in flats?"

"Sorry about that," Rebecca replied awkwardly, rushing into the car.

She sat in the passenger seat and caught a glimpse of Persephone's slightly flushed face in the rearview mirror.

you must

"It was alright."

"Did you drink tonight?"

red wine," Persephone said softly. "No one will find fault with it

you out for a

mischievous fox-like expression.

"Ms—"

that case, he loses points with my parents again,

at

you know why I brought you along

while speaking, but underneath her

forced herself to stay calm but couldn't

for me tonight is Morpheus' least favorite style." Persephone sneered. "And the high heels? He detests the sound of

Hamerton, you might

finish!" Persephone's demeanor turned

know he dislikes these things because you were his therapist. But you only know