In her puzzled gaze, he slowly stretched his hand to her face, gradually opening it.
"Is...is that the talisman?" When Scarlett Yates saw it clearly, a joyful expression appeared on her face.
The peace charm was still there, it was miraculous.
Although the symbol drawn on it was faded, Scarlett still recognized it at a glance.
She had thought that the charm had long been lost somewhere.
"Hmm, do you feel more at ease now?" Although Matthew Saxon didn't believe in such things, he knew that with this charm, Scarlett would feel much more secure.
Indeed, as he had anticipated, seeing the peace charm reduced the unease and fear in Scarlett's eyes significantly.
She carefully closed his fingers one by one, looked up, and solemnly said to him, "You must keep this charm with you, it really works."
A talisman paper that survived during a plane crash and drifting at sea must be very protective.
By carrying it, Matthew Saxon was sure to be safe.
