Chapter 241

When Andrew learned about the banquet, he scoffed bitterly. "This man is truly greedy. He's already earned billions and isn't content." In reality, he was sure that Francis would definitely run away. The auction was most likely his last attempt to rake in another large sum before fleeing Thenswy for good. Doria had already figured this out. She pondered for a moment before turning to Andrew and saying, "Come to the auction with me tomorrow. No matter what, we cannot let him leave that easily." Francis had already earned a fortune in the stock market, and the charity auction would further enrich him. Doria had no idea how many people would suffer financial ruin because of his actions. "It's late. I'll go rest now," she said and turned off the television. Just as she was about to stand up, she slipped and almost fell. Andrew swiftly stepped forward and held her, frowning as he asked, "Are you feeling sick?" Upon hearing his words, Doria's eyes flashed with guilt, but she maintained