Chapter 111 A Three-Hundred-Million Reward!

• “Let’s go. We’re heading out first.”
• Having gotten the answer she wanted, Krystal Hart led Francis Lynch outside. Once they stepped out, her face was glowing, and the worry between her brows vanished like smoke on the wind.
• Simon Hart was sharp enough to read a room. Even though he was gravely injured and stuck in bed, the change in Krystal’s expression before and after told him almost for sure—he was saved.