Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Rebecca felt flustered, not daring to move in the passenger seat.

Persephone smiled after speaking, reclining comfortably in the back seat and stretching lazily.

"Oh my, it seems like I'm really drunk now." She laughed. "I'm starting to feel a bit of a headache. Rebecca..."

"Yes?" Rebecca felt extremely uneasy.

"When we go back later, I won't have you stay there tonight."

Rebecca was startled. "What?"

Since she arrived in Southeast Aciatic, she had been living and eating together with Persephone as it was convenient to take care of her. If Persephone didn't let her stay there tonight... where would she go?

might not know, but Ms. Hamerton has always been like this. When she has a

to the backseat. "Ms. Hamerton, I'll stay in the downstairs living room! If you need anything,

"Don't worry. You won't be homeless. You can stay at the servants' quarters of the palace for the

"But—"

driver said. "Of course, it can't compare

bit her lip. In the back seat, Persephone's eyes were closed, her face slightly flushed, seemingly asleep. Yet, Rebecca noticed the faint curl of

service staff in the palace treated her with

of people, all astute and perceptive, quick to notice something amiss. How would

people like Persephone enjoyed mocking others, didn't they? They had money, power, and an innate sense of superiority, punishing others for their slight displeasure... Did they know how much effort someone as insignificant

a few words, they could

first." The car had already

"The butler will