After hanging up the phone, the dean of discipline walked in with a glowing face, looked at the group of little troublemakers, and smiled, "You guys can go back to class now. Oh, Crystal Landon, your family said someone will pick you up after school, so you can't leave early."
Crystal, who was caught up with English words, was dumbfounded and asked, "Who's picking me up?"
"It's Balthazar Howard."
Bullshit. She groaned, burying her head in her textbook. The Howard Family had nothing to do with her, and the Landon Family had long stopped caring about her. Only Richard Shaw was in touch with Alaric and Balthazar Howard, and she felt doomed.
Her thousand bucks!
Ever since she planned to buy a house, Crystal had been strictly controlling her pocket money and even toyed with the idea of asking Hawk Howard to get her some racing gigs.
It's just that, with Richard Shaw in the Imperial City recently, she didn't dare make a move.
