Zephyr's voice was low. "Sephy, our men are on their way, and Nicholas has already intervened, making contact with the factions over there... No matter what happens, don't be afraid. We're here for you!"Persephone's heart skipped a beat, and she turned to look at the person beside her.Morpheus remained expressionless. Although the phone was old-fashioned, it didn't transmit sound. Even in this small, quiet room, he couldn't hear what was being said through the receiver. Besides, he had been constantly glancing out the window as if on alert.Persephone remembered his words. The situation here couldn't be resolved by calling the police, and she shouldn't endanger more people.She couldn't comprehend what it all meant, but the situation was likely far more complex than she imagined. She was grateful to have him during this time, ensuring her safe survival in this perilous situation.But if the Hamertons dispatched a large number of people...Persephone hesitated and said softly on
"But... I don't have any money." Persephone lowered her head.Morpheus furrowed his brow slightly. He was about to mention that she had food and lodging, so what else would she need money for? However, the words stuck in his throat.Indeed, she needed money. A woman's daily needs always involved expenses, right? Moreover, judging by her delicate appearance, she seemed like a well-off girl, raised in affluence, which probably incurred more expenses...Morpheus cleared his throat lightly and said, "I have money.""You...""Here." He pulled out a bank card from his pocket.In the split second that Persephone's mind went blank, he had already slipped the card into her palm."If you want to use it, go ahead." He seemed nonchalant. "I can easily afford to take care of your expenses."Persephone held the card tightly, feeling a slight pain in her palm where the edge of the card cut. However, she smiled, a sweet sensation lingering in her heart."Are you sure you want me to use this?"
Persephone was taken aback, looking at the woman with doubt.Meanwhile, Wynn appeared awkward, tilting his body as if dodging her."What's wrong?" Persephone asked."She's Shirley," he said softly. "She's with Kourtney."Persephone thought fast, connecting that with his past, and roughly guessed the grudge between them.There were many nightclubs on the street, and Kourtney was a powerful madam. She certainly had many "generals" under her wing. Shirley seemed to be one of them.Meanwhile, a "skirmisher" like Wynn had no support. They must have boycotted him. Given his special identity as a man, they likely looked down on him and bullied him. However, they dared not go over the line. After all, he had Morpheus behind him.The most they would do was what she was doing now—teasing and humiliating him before leaving him alone.He grabbed Persephone and gestured toward the alley. "Sephy, let's walk there.""Hey, don't go just yet." Shirley crossed the line, blocking them and rudely
Just as Shirley teetered on the edge of losing her composure, she abruptly detected an imposing presence emanating from the girl before her. A chill ran down her spine, prompting an instinctive step backward.Persephone smiled, yet her eyes exuded an icy demeanor. She took a deliberate step forward and said, "My friend and I are heading to the shopping mall now. Do you still intend to stop us?"Shirley breathed heavily and glared at her fiercely."Also, there's something I'd like to make clear." Persephone displayed no hint of fear. "I don't know what issue you have with Wynn, but everyone has the right to live life on their terms. I respect his choices, and I'm willing to be his friend. That's none of your concern. I don't need you dictating my actions! If I catch you being rude to him again, I won't let you off easily!"Her assertiveness stunned Shirley.She had assumed the girl Kourtney had handed over to Morpheus to be weak, never expecting her to be quite resilient. Now infur
Wynn couldn't catch Persephone. As such, he could only accompany her into the shopping mall with his head held low. It marked the first time he saw her in a different light. Her eyes lit up as soon as she entered.Despite being nothing compared to Centrolis, the mall boasted a collection of global brands and luxury items. Its location at the border intersecting a couple of provinces made it unique. This made many limited edition collections available, and their prices were 1/3 cheaper than in Centrolis.Persephone felt like she was in heaven, behaving like a happy bird that had flown out of its cage.Wynn followed her, feeling uncomfortable as shop assistants looked at them with judgment. However, she indulged herself, oblivious to the stares."Sephy…" He said softly, "It's almost time. Let's go?""We're leaving now?" She was stunned. "We've just come in!"Wynn forced a smile. "I can't even afford a cotton pad here!"She pouted.However, she was familiar with these brands."I
There seemed to be a voice inside Persephone that said, "Don't do this. It's someone else's money."She recalled what Wynn had told her. Morpheus' life hung on the edge every day working at the underground arena. The slightest mistake could cost him his life.However, the audience watching the competitions were avid gamblers who cared little for the fighters' lives, deriving pleasure from the adrenaline of gambling.Her hands shook.She glimpsed Morpheus' blood-stained wrist wrap, a testament to the toll he paid for every cent earned. Yet, she...After some thought, she held onto the credit card."What's wrong?" Wynn asked softly."I-I'm sorry." She turned to face him. "I suddenly remembered that this is Morpheus' hard-earned money. Even though he gave me his card, I shouldn't spend it thoughtlessly. Also, taking credit for using his money to buy you things doesn't make sense…"She was sincere, "Wynn, can we buy these later? When I have the money, I—""Of course!" He smiled ha
Persephone stood in stunned silence as the voice echoed. A tall figure approached, his broad shoulders reaching out to grab her.Unintentionally, her gaze caught two shadows on the wall, merging into one, and she blushed.Morpheus swiftly took the credit card from her hand, slamming it onto the counter. "What are you buying?" he asked.Caught off guard, she stammered, "N-Nothing...""Buy anything you'd like," he commanded, his voice gentle despite his fierce appearance. "I have money. Let's see who dares to look down on you here!"A tickling sensation warmed Persephone's heart, an odd but pleasant feeling.Seeing that Morpheus was so muscular and fierce he could totally play a bandit in a movie, the shop assistant dared not offend him, even though she looked down on him."Alright, sir." She smiled, packing the items Persephone had chosen. "I'll ring up the bill."Morpheus remained silent, coldly staring.After paying, Persephone held his arm and playfully said, "Morpheus, she
"Is there something you'd like to tell me?" Morpheus asked."Umm…" Persephone pursed her lips. "Do you think I was being unreasonable at the store?""What?""The brand is known for its quality. Basically, nobody would get a refund," she said softly. "As soon as the manager finds out that someone requested a refund, the shop assistant will be questioned and might be fired.""What? You can't bear for that to happen to her?""No." She looked into his eyes. All the words were stuck in her throat—she had no idea how to say it.It was not that she couldn't bear to do it—she cared about what he thought.She was worried he might think she was being stubborn and stirring trouble.She was worried she might become an unreasonable and self-centered girl to him.Even she was shocked when that thought came up. Why did she care about that so much?"That's how the world is." Morpheus' voice was deep. "If we don't bully anyone, we can't just take it blindly when we're bullied. Is it fair if y