Chris held Lena's hand and chuckled. "If you need my help, count me in!""The part where I need you has yet to come." Daniel smiled and looked at Lena. "The security of the Newhouses is renowned. From what I know, 1/3 of their family income goes into security.""Oh?" Lena chuckled wryly. "Maybe it's a rich people's woe, having too much money and worrying about being targeted. So, they hire more bodyguards.""Exactly. They're not just afraid of being targeted for money but also for their safety, especially Mrs. Newhouse."Daniel's gaze was cryptic. "Mrs. Newhouse always has female bodyguards around her, and the Newhouses are currently seeking a reliable person to train these female guards. I hope... that person is you."Lena paused, then nodded. "I understand."She turned to Chris, smiling gently. "This needs Mr. Hamerton's help! If someone from the Hamertons recommends, the Newhouses won't refuse.""Naturally." Daniel smiled. "Once you're in the Newhouses, keep an eye on Jodie's
"So, you're the great author who managed to convince my son to draw illustrations?" Delilah raised her tone, particularly emphasizing "the great author" and causing Maisie to blush a bit."You're too kind, Ms. Roper," Maisie replied softly. "The collaboration with Mr. Harvery was purely coincidental.""Harvey never draws for anyone," Delilah said. "His dream is to hold a world tour exhibition. Drawing illustrations is a small matter he doesn't bother with. But the fact that he's willing to draw for you indeed surprised me!"Maisie lowered her head and discreetly observed Delilah.Delilah exuded elegance, meticulously dressed from head to toe. Every strand of her hair radiated luxury. Despite her smiling face, her gaze remained cold and discerning.Maisie didn't understand why she was being scrutinized like this on their first meeting.Feeling uncomfortable under Delilah's intense gaze, she poured some coffee for her and respectfully pushed it toward her. "Please, have some."Del
Later, Maisie recounted her encounter with Delilah to Daniel. Daniel frowned. "She... was that arrogant?"That meeting had been arranged at his request through Lily. Beyond assisting Maisie in expanding her network, there was a more critical motive—he aimed to verify his suspicion that Maisie could truly be the Newhouses' biological daughter!The conclusion of the meeting took an unexpectedly unpleasant turn."I wasn't impressed with her. She spoke quite harshly," Maisie honestly admitted. "Although... Maybe she didn't form a favorable opinion of me either! Well, someone in her position as a renowned author wouldn't necessarily be very approachable, right?"Daniel found it puzzling. Shouldn't there be a natural connection between blood relatives?"It's alright," he reassured with a light smile. "Familiarity breeds comfort. Meeting a few more times will help build a rapport.""Huh? I have to meet her again? I don't want to!" Maisie protested."Talented people often have peculia
Maisie was startled and flushed with embarrassment, quickly putting some space between herself and Daniel.Lena caught sight of the scene and felt a tad awkward. She smiled wryly, paused momentarily, and then placed the dog food on the floor."I-I'm here to bring Tigger food..." Lena chuckled. "I didn't expect both of you to be home."Daniel looked utterly puzzled, unable to make sense of the situation.Taking a deep breath, Maisie softly explained, "I gave the password to Lena... I'm often not at home when things get busy, and I was worried Tigger won't have anyone to take care of him, so... I asked her to look after him.""Yes, yes!" Lena chuckled. "Uncle Daniel, I thought Aunt Maisie would still be at the publishing company proofreading manuscripts at this time, so..."Daniel's glower was so dark it could produce a gallon of ink. With great effort, he had finally gotten Tigger to another room, so close to the successful completion of something important, and almost there with
Lena understood immediately. "Hmm, getting Jodie's hair or something like that is very easy. And among the people I'm training, two are Mrs. Newhouse's personal bodyguards. It wouldn't be difficult to get something from them."Daniel smiled in approval, then picked up Tigger and rubbed its tiny ears.Tigger whimpered at the same time Maisie walked out of the kitchen with fruits. Seeing Daniel 'torture' Tigger, she slapped his hand lightly."Don't rub it so hard. He's still a baby!"Daniel silently put down Tigger, looking completely helpless."What were you two talking about just now?" Maisie smiled, sitting next to Lena.Lena wasn't good at lying and was hesitating whether to tell the whole truth when Daniel preempted, "We were talking about this year's Arts Gala.""Hmm?""It's an annual event in Cumulus City." He chuckled lightly.The Arts Gala had always been sponsored and organized by the Quimby Group, and other prominent families from Cumulus City also participated. All o
"I'll go get you a pair of flats to change into," Daniel offered."No, thanks!" She quickly grabbed him. With today's dress, high heels were the perfect match! "Don't worry. I can endure it.""Okay then." Daniel teased, "I'll take you home after this. If you can't walk, I can carry you to bed..."Maisie blushed and pinched him hard, making him burst into laughter.It was then Daniel's assistant approached quietly and said something to him.Daniel nodded and turned to Maisie. "Let's go. I'll introduce you to someone.""What?"He didn't answer, just took her hand and led her to a middle-aged man.Maisie was a bit puzzled. The man was talking to someone with his back turned to them. He stood upright, maintaining an elegant posture. His voice was loud and charismatic while conversing with others.As he turned around, Maisie got a clear view of his face. Despite being middle-aged, he was still graceful, with a few strands of white hair at his temples, not making him seem old but ad
Maisie's expression shifted, but Daniel held her hand tightly, sporting a calm smile."I suppose it has nothing to do with maintenance but one's charisma," he enunciated. "Who doesn't age? When Maisie reaches your age, I believe she'll be an elegant and beautiful lady. Time will only make her more composed, not mean and petty."He glanced at Maisie with love after uttering those words.Everyone around heard what he said. Those who were gloating started to whisper among themselves.Wilfred felt humiliated. Just as he was about to change the topic, Delilah, who was next to him, struck again."I can't believe I made Mr. Quimby say something so romantic from my joke! Seems like you really love Ms. Squire. But I heard that... she hasn't agreed to your proposal? I wonder if you'll be with her until she's old."Maisie looked up at her, meeting her arrogant gaze."Time's up, Ms. Squire. Get married. Seize that you're at your peak! Don't wait until your hair turns white...""If I really
Wilfred immersed himself in deep thought as he observed their departing figures, particularly when his gaze lingered on Maisie.Daniel guided her to a secluded lounge.The sight of blisters on her feet from the high heels pained him. Promptly, he instructed his assistant to send over a pair of comfortable flats.Retreating from the crowd, he embraced her naturally. A gasp escaped her lips as she gazed into his alluring eyes.She returned the smile, seized his neck, and leaned coquettishly into his chest, allowing his embrace.Her words echoed in his ears.He was over the moon but dared not show too much of his feelings. He was wary that her declaration might be impulsive.Daniel hesitated as he was concerned she might perceive him as overly eager, drowning in a sea of worries.Maisie sensed his distress and asked, "What's wrong?""N-Nothing.""Are you pondering what I said?"He was stunned, almost pushing her away.A bright smile adorned her face, her dimples seemingly hold
"Only Morpheus and Sephy aren't like that. They respect and understand me. Sephy told me once, 'One's appearance doesn't indicate anything. A clean heart is what truly matters!'"Rebecca chuckled dismissively."You're a psychologist, yet you fail to grasp this," Wynn said coldly. "Actually, I pity you. You could have stepped out, yet you insist on dwelling on the trivialities."Morpheus has psychological barriers, a consequence of returning from the battlefield. No one has cured his PTSD except Sephy... It shows that a true psychologist is never just a title."What truly heals everything is love!"-One particular morning a year later, sunlight streamed through sheer cream curtains onto the floor.Persephone was sound asleep when she suddenly felt something pressing down on her... Then, Morpheus' strong arms wrapped around her slender waist. She drowsily opened her eyes to find him sealing her lips with heated kisses.Over the year, his kissing skills had improved, and Persepho
With Morpheus' involvement, the police didn't slack off and quickly found Rebecca.That day, Rebecca was preparing to escape from a small port. The boat she had found was an illegally operating one.As she was about to board, piercing sirens sounded nearby.The boat owner, enraged upon hearing the sirens, grabbed Rebecca by her hair and pushed her into the water.Rebecca screamed for help, but he roared, "I didn't expect you to be sent by the cops!""I'm not..." Rebecca choked on water. "Sir, let's leave now. Your boat is fast. As long as we reach the open sea, no one will catch you!""Dream on!" The boat owner wanted to strangle her. "Do you not understand? These sirens are from the royal guards! Who did you bitch provoke?"Rebecca was dumbfounded. Being a foreigner, she naturally didn't understand the local affairs in the Southeast Aciatic region.The police and royal guards quickly caught up, armed, and surrounded them.Rebecca turned pale and trembled all over, her gaze gr
"You had no choice on the battlefield."Persephone looked at him with her crystal eyes. There was a magical power in them. Even if a devil was tearing him apart, her eyes would always bring him back to light.She smiled and caressed his cheek. "Though you killed your father, you saved the country.""Do you really… think so?"She nodded. "You're not at fault. He was the one who made a mistake. You were just fulfilling your job as a general to protect the country."But I also understand that he's your father who brought you up, after all. You guys must have had happy days before that happened, right?"Morpheus held his head low in silence."You did well as the protector of the country," she said softly. "But as a son, you can secretly pay homage to him."Persephone held his hand. "Reconcile with your father, Morpheus. You'll also reconcile with yourself by doing that, okay?"He was stunned for a long time and felt a lump in his throat.-Morpheus stayed with Persephone in the
"No way!" Christopher smirked, glancing at Morpheus. "To him, you're his only princess! I just got lucky for the princess carry, thanks to you!""Yeah, at least you're self-aware!" Persephone nodded, rubbing her chin."We've known each other for so long! What kind of person do you think I am?" Christopher laughed. "I can be a bit shameless at times, but..."But upon learning that the one she loved was the unbeatable god of war, he willingly stepped back, offering his blessings with a smile."Okay, okay. You two stop crowding around me!" Christopher waved his hand. "Sephy needs more rest, and I'd like to get some more sleep, too! Once we heal, let's go out and have some fun together!""You're still thinking about fun?" Morpheus' deep voice intervened with a wry smile. "With the factory explosion incident, the royal family is furious and will thoroughly investigate it. Many people will probably be coming to talk to you both in the next few days. After all, you two are the most direc
"Let's get out first!""Hey, wait..." Persephone pointed to the other side.In moments of life and death, it wasn't appropriate to laugh, but Morpheus still chuckled. The young Prince Christopher was sprawled on the floor in a very ridiculous pose, and they almost forgot about him!"Don't worry," Morpheus whispered. "I won't let anything happen to him."He had Persephone cling to his back and then carried Christopher.Christopher was a tall fellow, so it took some effort to carry them both to a safe place.Fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars rushed in. Their sirens pierced the sky, startling a flock of birds.The fire was soon extinguished, and Persephone and Christopher received timely treatment. Luckily, their burns weren't too severe, and even more fortunately, their faces were unharmed.When Christopher woke up, he felt bandages wrapped around his head, and his skin had a burning sensation. His heart sank, and he was almost on the verge of tears."Tell me the truth! A
There was fire everywhere. Flames rushed toward Persephone like menacing dragons. Her consciousness grew increasingly blurred, but the searing pain coursing through her body became clearer. She struggled to get up, the agony almost unbearable.Despite several attempts, it was futile...Something was pinning her feet down, and stones kept falling on her. She couldn't even muster a shout.Many images flashed through her mind in that fleeting moment, each frame featuring Morpheus' face…She remembered the times they had spent together in Flinge, how he had initially distanced himself from her, then later had exerted every effort to protect her. She recalled how he would gently ruffle her hair and call her "silly goose"..."Morpheus, I'm afraid I might have to go first..."The fire grew fiercer, explosions resonated continuously, and she could no longer hold on.Christopher, who was nearby, wasn't any better.Amidst the roaring flames, he couldn't see anything clearly, only pulling
"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.The security at the side gate was lax, making it e
Christopher struggled to swallow the bite of the sandwich in his mouth for what seemed like ages. He gazed at Persephone, his mind wandering back…He didn't just know Morpheus. He had been close since childhood to the children of the two prominent military families in Southeast Aciatic.Compared to the Harrises, he preferred visiting the Ortons, especially when he got to spend time with Morpheus. He considered Morpheus a friend, a brother even, having engaged in countless mischief together, much to their parents' dismay.In his memory, Morpheus was someone who smiled a lot, radiating warmth and brightness like the Southeast Aciatic sun when he did.However, from the moment Kaiden betrayed the country, Morpheus never smiled again, gradually growing distant from Christopher as well.It wasn't until that evening at the gates of the palace that Christopher felt like it had been a lifetime."I... I don't know him." Christopher forced a smile. "Where would I have met your boyfriend!"
Morpheus wasn't just an ordinary person!Christopher wholeheartedly accepted his defeat to Morpheus."Then... I'd like to invite you to come over to my place for a while as a friend. That's fine, right?"-A few days later, Persephone finally ran into Christopher, who had been missing in action for days, in the classroom."Hey, you finally showed up!" She dashed over, plopping down in the seat beside him and handing him breakfast. "You haven't eaten, right? Let's eat together!"Usually, Christopher would readily accept, but he waved his hands now. "No, no, no!""What's wrong?" Persephone widened her eyes. "This breakfast isn't poisoned!"Christopher awkwardly smiled. "You have a boyfriend, so maybe... we should keep some distance."Persephone burst into laughter. Then she remarked, "Strange... Morpheus was right!""Uh, what?""My boyfriend!" She chuckled. "He made this breakfast. I asked if he could also make a portion for you, and he said sure, just worried you wouldn't tak