After finishing speaking, she opened the box, and sure enough, the contents were still steaming.
The aroma of the wontons wafted out, carrying a fresh and subtle seafood scent. Smelling it, Scarlett Yates couldn't help but recall the evening Matthew Saxon left; after they returned from Mystic Hideaway Temple, they had wontons then as well.
Thinking about the talisman paper she had asked for, Scarlett Yates hesitated for a few seconds but couldn't help asking, "Matthew Saxon, do you still have that talisman paper? You know, the peace charm we asked for at Mystic Hideaway Temple when you were about to leave. My dad said that when he saw you, you were still holding it. You didn't throw it away, did you?"
Scarlett Yates couldn't help linking Matthew Saxon's good fortune in surviving the plane crash with that talisman paper.
She felt that the peace charm was indeed useful.
"Peace charm?" Matthew Saxon furrowed his brows. At her reminder, he remembered there was such a talisman paper.
