Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Chapter 1963

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Persephone paused. The group of young boys running around, laughing and playing, all

seemed about eight or nine years old—undoubtedly the most irritating age group.

However, when they saw her, they blinked their large eyes and smiled. Their crystal-clear

gazes eased Persephone's guard.

"Don't chase them away." She turned to the bodyguards. "They're just kids. Why bother

about it so much?"

"But..."

"This is a neighborhood, not our own home! Let them play. They'll leave on their own in a

while. No need for fuss."

The two bodyguards exchanged looks, nodded helplessly, and turned back to the room.

As Persephone leaned against the railing, she found herself a bit envious of these kids.

Seeing them made her reminisce about her childhood. Except, her childhood was never as

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carefree as theirs.

Hamerton Manor was enormous, palace-like, but no matter how vast a place, it was

always smaller than the sky.

She was like a little bird yearning for the outside world, wanting to soar high and break

free from the constraints of her family. Yet, she forgot that only the Hamertons could

protect her properly.

Persephone sighed and was about to head back to her room when she heard the sound of

airsoft guns. Her heart skipped a beat as she instinctively glanced toward the boys'

direction. They had used the airsoft guns to shoot two letters onto the wall—"OK".

Persephone's eyes widened.

The boys waved at her, smiling, and pointed at the wall. One of them even raised a pair of

boxing gloves!

Persephone's heart raced in an instant. She looked around and confirmed the boys were

indeed waving at her, showing her the boxing gloves, and spelling out "OK" on the wall to

her.

She covered her mouth, her mind blank. The boys had already run off by the time she

snapped out of it.

Upon hearing the airsoft guns, the bodyguards rushed over and anxiously inquired about

the situation.

"Miss, it must be those kids with the airsoft guns, right?" one of the bodyguards grumbled.

"These boys probably can't afford school and always cause trouble on the streets. They're

really annoying!

"Miss, were you scared just now?

"Although airsoft guns aren't like real firearms, they still have a certain degree of impact.

Next time these boys cause trouble, don't stop us from driving them away!"

Persephone was so nervous her breathing became erratic. She didn't absorb a single word

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they said. Her mind was full of that "OK" and the pair of boxing gloves.

Had Morpheus sent those boys? Was he trying to let her know he was doing fine and

slowly recovering through them?

Yet, how did he know where she lived...

This barrage of questions left Persephone's already confused mind even more chaotic.

Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind her, "Miss, what are you doing standing here?"

Persephone jumped in fright. She swiftly turned around and saw Seamus staring straight

at her.

"Seamus..." Persephone refocused, suppressing her racing heartbeat. "Seamus, are you...

feeling better?"

Seamus remained silent, walking directly to her side. The balcony wasn't spacious. Still,

there was always some distance between them when they stood together.

In a while, distant thunder rumbled.

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