Erica crawled into bed as if nothing happened. She put her phone aside, closed her eyes, and curled up in Matthew's arms. She was asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Looking at the quiet woman, Matthew kissed her hair. Her silence worried him. She was usually venting her anger rather loudly.
She had done something that could destroy the lives of two women, possibly all the Su family, but she was calm as could be.
This made Matthew feel really sorry for her. His wife seemed to have changed overnight.
At the first rays of dawn, Erica yawned and stretched. She was still very quiet, less talkative than usual.
After a while, the man whispered in her ear in a voice thick with lust, "Honey, how about we play a game called 'find the sausage'?"
Erica didn't refuse. She wrapped her arms around the man's neck and said, "I'm in a good mood.
This could be your lucky day!" When he heard that, he was thrilled.
Around noon, Erica sat at the table and looked at her phone.
News of the Su family's indiscretions had gone viral on the Internet.
A reporter had broken the story, along with a damning photo. Rumor had it that both sisters were dating the same guy—a big shot in the financial world. There was no way they were going to print the prominent person's name, so they focused on the Su sisters instead.
The three of them stayed in a hotel room all night and were photographed by reporters when they left. As soon as the VIP left the hotel room, the two sisters helped each other leave the room. Of course, the man's face was pixelated.
The reporters in the corridor immediately surrounded the two of them, and they kept firing off questions and snapping pics.
The Su sisters were ambushed by the paparazzi. They couldn't have anticipated how many reporters there were. And their cameras captured their disheveled appearance.
There were a lot of curses on the Internet, especially leveled at the second daughter of the Su family, Phoebe. She was not a good woman, stealing art to pass off as her own, and she even violated Matthew's likeness rights. Everyone knew that. But apparently she and her sister had slept with the same guy, on the same night. Never mind that the man was married.
The comment areas were like a shark tank. The netizens were out for blood. They unleashed epithets like whore, slut, and bitch.
And this, of course, affected their public standing. So much that people hurled insults if they saw them across the street. The
d Camille. Phoebe staggered to her feet and started cursing Erica. "Camille, take that back. She's not a bitch—she's a fucking cunt!"
"Wow! What a foul mouth you have!" Erica's expression didn't change, but her tone became cold. "Slap her!"
"Yes, Mrs. Huo!" One of the bodyguards held Phoebe's hands, and another came over and gave her a heavy slap.
"Ahhh!" Phoebe screamed in pain, her face red and swollen. Blood pooled on her lips.
Pak! Another slap made Phoebe cry and beg for mercy, "I... I'll stop! Please! Erica, don't do this!" She was stunned and her head was buzzing. She kept begging for mercy. "I won't say anything bad about you again!"
Camille hated Phoebe being so cowardly. She glared at the woman who had the upper hand and cursed, "Erica Li, you are nothing but an idiot!"
Erica looked at her and said nothing.
Camille was pretty sure Matthew had known everything they had done. Otherwise, Neville wouldn't have sent Watkins out of the country, and she and Phoebe wouldn't have been sent to Carlson as "gifts."
Matthew was so rich and powerful, he could kill a man in broad daylight and the authorities wouldn't touch him. Erica, being his wife, was also shielded from repercussions. That was why she was able to subject Camille and her sister to Carlson's less-than-tender mercies.
Camille understood well that even if the Su family tried their best to sue Erica, that would fail too. If Matthew wanted to protect her, Erica would be safe and sound for the rest of her life.
Therefore, she could only enjoy fantasies of revenge on this stupid woman. "You know what? Watkins and Kaitlyn have been working for us. Ha-ha!"