Persephone folded the note and noticed there were words on the back of it.[Your old friend is well.]Her heart skipped a beat. She was momentarily stunned before tearing and throwing away the note.'Old friend… Who could this be? Morpheus?'They had met only a few days ago and could easily stay in touch through their phones. No one needed to inform her of his well-being this way.So, who was this old friend?A thought flashed through her mind.At that moment, Catherine returned with cakes, searching for Persephone where she had been standing.Spotting her, Persephone adjusted herself and walked over slowly."Miss, the cakes you were craving for," Catherine said with a smile. "It's not a simple task. I had to queue! So you like their cakes?""Mm-hmm." Persephone forced a smile.She had consumed numerous cakes, even having the pastry master from the Eropah royalty make her afternoon tea in Hamertons.Basic cakes like these didn't interest her.However, these were the best o
"Miss, what's wrong?" Catherine smiled as she looked at Persephone, who was standing frozen in place. "Did I startle you?""I...""Miss, are you really feeling unwell?"Persephone didn't immediately grasp the situation. Catherine reached out to touch her forehead, and she instinctively flinched. However, when she met Catherine's eyes, she seemed to understand something."Miss is unwell!" Catherine immediately switched to a concerned expression, looking around and shouting, "This is bad! Miss is unwell!"Soon, the other two bodyguards emerged from a corner. Once they saw Persephone, they both avoided meeting her gaze and anxiously explained, "Seamus was worried about you... That's why he asked us to follow along."Miss, let us take the things!"Miss, are you really feeling unwell?""Why even ask?" Catherine immediately helped Persephone to a large tree, taking out a handkerchief to fan her. "She looks so pale, can't you see it? From what I see, she's just too tired."Persephone
Throughout the journey, Persephone's heart pounded, feeling like she had just woken from a dream. Yet, the dream was so vivid she couldn't help pinching her arm."If you're uncomfortable, you can still call me Granny Catherine, okay? I don't mind!" The girl laughed cheerfully, placing a hand on her shoulder.Persephone trembled slightly and gently pushed her away."Oh... sorry, sorry." The girl reined in her smile. "She warned me that you don't like people getting too close.""Who?" Persephone looked up abruptly, her heart skipping a beat.Besides her, who else could remember these small details...Persephone's vision suddenly blurred, and her nose felt tingly. Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face."Oh my, please don't cry!" The girl was startled, frantically apologizing. "It's my fault, my fault! How did I make you cry, I...""Is it her?" Persephone grabbed the girl's hand, her emotions rising. "Is it really her? Is she here?""Goodness!" The girl quickly covered Perse
This was Persephone's favorite color.She moved toward the person in front of the window as if in a dream.With each step, her heart felt like it was being stabbed. The carefree memories flashed in her mind. Her nose tingled, tears uncontrollably streaming down her face. Those delicate shoulders were ones she had seen countless times in her dreams."Greta..." she finally called out with a shaky voice. "Greta, is it really you?"The girl turned.Persephone stood frozen in place, stunned for a very long time.In her memory, Greta was still the 16-year-old girl who loved wearing white dresses, had long hair, and enjoyed running and laughing in the sunlight. Her canines would show adorably when she smiled.However, the woman before her had her hair styled in a bun. Her eyes were still beautiful, but they bore the marks of time.She gazed at Persephone as if with a thousand words, and her lips moved, but she made no sound."Greta!" Persephone shouted, running over to tightly embrac
"But Greta…" Persephone asked tearfully, "Why can't you speak anymore?"She didn't dare imagine what Greta had gone through all these years. The world-weariness in Greta's eyes made her seem so different from the innocent girl she once knew.Greta shook her head at Persephone, caressing her face and wiping away her tears.Greta: [You'll be okay. As long as I'm here, I won't let anything bad happen to you.]Persephone felt a sharp ache in her heart.At that moment, someone knocked on the door, making her alert.However, the person who entered was the one she had yearned for so much...Persephone froze as she saw the smile that usually appeared in her dreams right before her."Morpheus..."Morpheus didn't say anything. He just rushed over and hugged her tightly."Are you assured now?" Morpheus held her hand, smiling. "I'll make sure to safely escort you back home. This time, I'll accompany you home."-When Persephone returned to the apartment, it was already completely dark
Seamus was quiet for a moment. "I don't understand what you mean.""You said that you'd do anything for me.""This remains the same.""Does that include hurting me?"The air went unnervingly silent.Persephone could clearly see how Seamus' shoulders slouched and his back trembled slightly. Her heart jolted alongside.Even after learning what Seamus had done, Persephone still kept her hopes. He had grown up with her. Their relationship was different. Parting felt like piercing a capillary from the palm that caused pain to spread uncontrollably. Even with the blood stopped, the scar remained for life.Persephone said with a serious tone, "Seamus, I believe you won't harm me, right?""Of course not," Seamus replied. "Miss, don't overthink it. Get some rest.""When are we leaving here?""The day after tomorrow," he answered firmly.She hesitated before asking, "Are we really taking the bus? I heard... buses aren't safe.""Don't worry." Seamus turned around, giving her a slight
Persephone fell into silence.She didn't know but could guess a few things. Seamus' ambition wasn't to become the head steward of the Hamertons. His target was most likely her.It was just that he had countless opportunities to make a move on her from childhood to adulthood, and he hadn't done it, had he?"Think about it. What did Madame Bailey experience before?" Catherine looked at her with worry. "Stop trusting Seamus. He's a lunatic, a pervert!"The past two times he wanted to leave with you, something odd happened each time. Those weren't coincidences!"Persephone lowered her head in sorrow."For so many years, Seamus has been like family to me," she said softly after a while. "I really don't understand why..."Catherine patted her back, casting a sympathetic glance at her.It was just that Persephone didn't really not understand. She just didn't want to face this reality.Seamus had a humble background. He had always felt inferior. He was dedicated to protecting her but
"You're the one who should shut up!" Seamus glared daggers at Catherine, his gun pointing at her. "The only mistake I made was letting a wretched person like you into our home!""That's what you deserve!" Catherine sneered. "It just proves how incredibly skilled my disguise technique is. You couldn't see through it!"Seamus' eyes flashed with killing intent.Persephone quickly pulled Catherine closer to her. She didn't want to risk innocent lives. Although she was afraid, she knew this was a showdown between her and Seamus. She had to face it herself."Let the others go." Persephone's voice trembled. "I'll go with you and do whatever you say... You said we'd leave on a bus, right? No problem, I'll go with you."You just want to prove that only you can protect me." She looked at him. "And that you only deserve me if you destroy me, right?"Seamus' gaze darkened, and he involuntarily took a few steps back when he was faced with Persephone's icy stare."Psychopath!" Catherine erupt