Matthew rolled his eyes, holding his phone to his ear. "Where's my wife?" he asked on the other end of the line.
"Don't worry. She is right here next to me. Safe and sound. You shouldn't worry about her. She just came here to check something out," Sheffield answered.
"Well, take her back and put a bodyguard on her. We'll talk about it when I get home," Matthew said.
"You got it!" Sheffield didn't hang up the phone. He told Erica, "Let's go, Rika. Your husband asked me to take you home and keep an eye on you!"
Erica reached out her hand and said, "Let me talk to him."
She took his phone from his hand. Before she could say anything, Matthew quickly said, "Don't try to explain anything to me.
The only thing you need to do now is to wait for me at home." Erica let out a sigh of frustration. "All right!" But she still tried to defend herself by saying, "I have my people upstairs and downstairs. They have my back. I'll be fine."
Matthew's voice became colder and colder as he spoke. "Those gangsters have weapons. Are your men armed?"
"Fine! I'll go home, I guess," she said dejectedly. How could her people get weapons? Most of them, especially guns, were illegal! About the only thing they were allowed to carry was pepper spray, and even that was iffy.
"Good girl."
After they both hung up, Erica returned the phone to Sheffield and sighed helplessly. "You ready to go, then?"
Sheffield stood up from the sofa with a smile, and the two walked out of the private room one after the other.
Coincidentally, as soon as they came out, someone opened the door to Room 206. Some people shuffled out.
Sheffield met with the head of the group, a mysterious expression on his face. Before the head of the group saw it, it had all but vanished. With his usual smile, he greeted him gregariously, "Wow, what a coincidence, Mr. Wang!"
Michel was a little surprised to see him, and to see Erica behind him. But he smiled and responded in kind, "Oh, Mr. Tang! Mrs. Huo! What are you doing here?"
The two men shook hands. Noreen looked at Erica in confusion, and Erica pretended not to notice.
Michel's greeting pulled Erica's thoughts back to reality. "Mrs. Huo! Doing well, I take it? You haven't aged a day! Uh, where is Mr. Huo?" He also looked behind them to see if
cion..." It was obvious that there must be something important and dangerous that Erica hadn't told him.
"Yes, Mr. Huo."
Erica drove here by herself. Sheffield threw his car keys to his bodyguard and got in Erica's car, trying to find out what she was going to do.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Sheffield fastened his seat belt, leaned back, and asked her, deadpan, "Rika, why did you look for those people?"
Erica tightened her grip on the steering wheel, but she didn't say anything in the end. Instead, she asked, "Hey, do you think Michel's involved? I mean, he comes off like a refined scholar, but I think that's just an act."
"Well, I don't know. Anyway, don't judge a book by its cover." Michel's company moved their headquarters to Y City two years ago. The Wang Group was doing well there, and now had thousands of branches all over the world.
"You talk to him much?" she asked.
Sheffield replied, "Yes, but not as much as Matthew does. I think you should ask your hubby about Michel."
"Okay."
"Well, if there's really something fishy about Michel, you better stay away from him. I'll ask someone in the gang to dig into his background if you want."
"Thank you, Sheffield!"
Resting his hands behind his head, Sheffield decided to tease her and said, "Rika, why don't you give Colman to me as a gift in return? That's the best way to thank me!"
Playing along, Erica nodded, "Okay. Thanks to you, he's talking about finding a wife every day. Maybe I should just let him stay with you and Evelyn!"
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