Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"Arya Comics" had found its home and was about to officially open for business. Arya had taken on all the roles

herself, from author and editor to handling administrative and financial tasks, keeping herself incredibly busy.

Graham, who was overseas, wanted to help but could not. Thus, he called the Hamerton brothers, asking them to

take care of her.

Zuko was already overwhelmed managing the Hamerton Group, so the responsibility naturally fell on Toph, who had

relatively little to do.

The tiny kittens grew up slowly, and Arya found them a new home in her studio.

The smell of freshly brewed coffee filled her studio, mingling with the scent of her computer and drawing board.

She could hear the distant waves and see a picturesque view through the French windows.

When Toph first visited the studio, this was the scene that captivated him. His heart felt incomplete, like a puzzle

missing a piece, and that missing piece was the kind of life he had longed for.

"Arya, your place is really nice!" He looked around enviously. "It would be so great to have a place like this to paint

quietly!"

Arya frowned and chuckled. "Why are you saying it so pitifully? As if Hamerton Manor doesn't have a studio for

you."

Toph sighed. "Ah, it's not the same!"

In the Hamertons, painting could be a hobby but not a career. It could be an embellishment to life but not the

ultimate goal of life.

Henry, his grandfather, was a true artist. He dedicated his entire life to calligraphy, painting, seal carving, and

sculpture. However, despite his passion and talent, he went unnoticed throughout his lifetime.

In the Hamertons, no one considered his career successful. When people mentioned the pillars of the Hamerton

Group, they only acknowledged Zephyr and Zuko.

Toph had been to his grandfather's studio. He also had his own studio. He could paint undisturbed there, and the

painting materials were undoubtedly the best. However, his talent felt caged in a place that did not recognize him,

unable to spread its wings and fly.

"It's still better to have like-minded people!" Toph's eyes lit up. "By the way, Graham asked me to help you... How

about I work for you?"

Arya was taken aback. "What?"

"I also like drawing comics!" Toph exclaimed. "I'll work for you. You can draw the main characters, and I'll be in

charge of drawing background characters and such. Our collaboration would be more efficient, right?"

Arya was interested but had some concerns.

Toph looked at her earnestly. "Arya, considering we grew up together, just let me draw with you!"

He genuinely wanted to find something to do. The last time Renee said he only knew how to have fun, it greatly

impacted him. He did not want to be seen as useless in her eyes. He wanted to do his best to become irreplaceable

to her.

It was just that managing a company required talent. Unfortunately, his talents did not lie in that area.

"I only like drawing and gaming." Toph scratched his head. "With your studio now, I can combine the two things I

like. How about this? I'll work for you without pay as long as I can draw here!"

Arya chuckled. "Forget it. I don't want to cause trouble."

"What do you mean?"

"Toph..." Arya hesitated. "To be honest with you, I might have offended your girlfriend."

"Huh?" Toph was surprised.

"It was the day I bought this place," Arya said truthfully. "I overheard them saying that Lena made no sales and

wanted to dismiss her in the VIP room. I-I couldn't stand by, so I bought this house to help Lena achieve her sales.

"I thought it was just a couple of nosy salespeople in there, but I didn't expect that the one speaking was your

girlfriend..."

Toph fell silent.

Surprisingly, Renee hadn't given up. She persisted in trying to remove Lena from her life. Instead of opening up, she

had grown more fixated, holding Lena responsible for Kaitlyn's death.

"Toph, I'm really sorry." Arya looked at him earnestly. "I've offended your girlfriend. If you come here to paint...

"In short, I believe that doing this is not appropriate. If someday your girlfriend and I can sort out this matter and

you have her approval, then I won't have anything to say.

"But if... you just come here to draw without discussing it with her, it might be unfair to her.

"Toph, can you understand my perspective?"

Toph scratched his hair and sighed softly.

"We'll talk about this next time," he said with a heavy tone. "By the way, Arya, I actually came today to give you an

invitation."

Arya smiled wryly. She dreaded these boring banquets the most. Everyone would be laughing, yet nobody really

laughed. These hypocritical gatherings were like hell on Earth for her.

"Don't worry. It's my mother's birthday!"

Cordelia's birthday was celebrated every year with decorations personally arranged by Zephyr. This year's birthday

party would be held outdoors. Zephyr wanted to fill the yard and even the private road outside the manor with

purple irises.

The flowers were delivered, but the workload was too much. As such, Zephyr grabbed his two sons to help.

On the day before the birthday party, Zuko put aside all his work, and Toph stopped trying for his game levels. They

both braved the scorching sun to plant irises in the yard.

Toph, almost burnt to a crisp, cried out to the sky, "When will days like this end?"

The house had gardeners, service staff, and even professional landscape designers! But Zephyr insisted on doing it

himself.

Toph whined, "Bro, why is it that every time our parents display their affection, it's us who suffer?"

Zuko frowned and placed a purple iris into a hole.

"Ah, Zuko!" Toph leaned over. "What do you think dad is giving mom this time?"

"Don't know." Zuko was indifferent. "Common gifts are too ordinary, and mom wouldn't like them."

"Then..." Toph smiled. "Is dad wrapping himself up as a gift for mom?"

"Not only himself." Zuko chuckled. "But also his cigarettes and his 70-dollar allowance!"