Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"No need, you can go back first." Morpheus glanced at him. "I'll wait here for her a little longer."

"Prince Christopher wouldn't do anything to Ms. Hamerton..."

"Alfred, what are you thinking?" Morpheus couldn't help but chuckle. "I know exactly what Christopher is like, but I just want to wait here for Sephy. Christopher mentioned that she'd specifically designed these fireworks for me. Hah! I'm the useless one. I don't even dare to go inside and take a look."

"Sir, don't say that."

"If I wait here, will it count as accompanying her in her efforts?"

Alfred nodded.

Morpheus smiled and sent Alfred back. He continued waiting under the tree.

The air in Southeast Aciatic was hot and humid. The shade of the banyan tree offered some relief, but it couldn't completely dispel the oppressive heat.

Morpheus took a deep breath, about to move elsewhere, when he glimpsed a suspicious figure swiftly darting through the factory's side gate.

was lax,

the person was fast, and there was some distance

was about to dial the number. What grounds would he use to report

person was an employee, or

a loud booming sound

noise seemed to plunge him back into that haunting nightmare. Thick smoke billowed into the sky, resembling black columns rising

a chill crawling up every vein in

snapped out of it. Persephone was still inside the

desperately, disregarding everything and running

occurred

.

of the explosion, Persephone and Christopher

they could react, a powerful surge of heat rushed to them. Persephone sensed her feet lifting from the floor. Her skin felt seared, her body momentarily

fell. She screamed, instinctively covering her head and curling

no better. He stumbled from the heatwave,