Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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"Grandpa Nicholas!" Persephone exclaimed, her eyes scanning the room, eager to find her grandfather.

Unbeknownst to her, he was already crouched behind the sofa.

Linda was exasperated. "What else has your grandfather been teaching you?"

Persephone continued. "Grandpa said people should eat when they're hungry, sleep when they're tired, and speak

their minds when they're unhappy.

"He also mentioned we don't have to be nice to people like that! Just give them three words—just beat them!

"Oh, he also told me that you were really good at fighting when you were young!"

Maisie struggled to stifle her laughter but couldn't help but chuckle, covering her face with embarrassment and

turning away.

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Persephone lifted her chin, acting as if she had achieved something incredible, her expression filled with pride.

Linda took a deep breath but couldn't hold back any longer and finally snapped. "Nicholas Thompson!" she

thundered.

Even though he was hiding behind the sofa, he was still pulled out by his ear.

"Nicholas, what have you been teaching her? What have you taught a good girl like her? How do we explain this to

the Hamertons? How am I supposed to face Cordelia?"

"Oh, come on..." Nicholas' face turned red, and he winced in pain. "What's wrong with what I taught? A girl should

be tough! What if she encounters a bad man and gets mistreated in the future?"

"So, you think you're right?"

"Why not? Girls should be feisty! What if Sephy turns out like Ms. Squire and encounters someone like your

brother?"

"Nicholas!" Linda couldn't take it any longer and gritted her teeth. "Will you die if you stop talking?"

"Oh, uh..." Nicholas realized he had said something wrong and quickly tried to backtrack.

Daniel's expression had soured slightly.

On the other hand, Maisie was quite bewildered, thinking she had misheard. Awkwardly, she tried to defuse the

situation. "Actually... Mr. Quimby is quite nice..."

"Oh, yes, he is." Nicholas chuckled. "Quite nice!"

Linda pinched him and glared at him to silence him.

Daniel walked Maisie back to her house. As they reached her doorstep, he wanted to talk to her about Graham but

didn't know how to broach the subject.

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Maisie was about to bid farewell when Daniel stopped her.

"Maisie!"

"Yes?"

"Um..." Daniel hesitated. "Is your wedding date set?"

Maisie didn't understand why he was asking but didn't know how to respond. She glanced at the neighboring door,

realizing she hadn't seen Graham in a while.

"Don't misunderstand," Daniel said gently. "I just want to say that marriage is a significant step. I hope you'll think it

over carefully. Is your fiance someone you can rely on for the rest of your life? It's worth considering."

"Mr. Quimby..." Maisie frowned. "Why are you suddenly talking about this?"

"Because..." Whatever Daniel wanted to say was on the tip of his tongue. His hand was in his pocket, clutching that

photo.

Just then, Maisie's phone rang.