When Paige came in holding a pair of lunch boxes, she happened to see all this. Trying not to laugh, she told Matthew, "Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo, I've got your midnight snacks."

Erica's eyes lit up. She immediately sat up straight and said with a smile, "Paige, you wouldn't happen to have bought me seafood porridge?"

Paige glanced at the man next to her, who still had a long face, and shook her head at Erica. "Mr. Huo said you had a belly ache. I got millet porridge with yam. I hope that's okay, because Mr. Huo asked me to get something light and digestible for you." 'But I got seafood porridge for him, ' she thought.

With a grim face, Matthew snorted, "If you've got gastritis, seafood porridge should be the last thing you eat. Did you think I'd let your hurt yourself?"

"No, no. You don't get it. I wanted to make sure she got some for you." Erica didn't dare admit what she really thought.

To her surprise, the man said indifferently, "Well, she did get me some. And it's yummy, thank you very much."

Erica lapsed into stupefied silence.

A few minutes later, she looked at the man eating seafood porridge next to her and sighed in her heart. He made her watch him eat that on purpose. She couldn't eat so much as a single mouthful of his savory porridge, but she could only eat the bland and tasteless millet porridge.

The man seemed to know what she was thinking. He deliberately picked up a piece of sirloin, taking his time looking at it before finally popping it into his mouth. After chewing it at a leisurely pace, he said slowly, "Yes, I did it on purpose. I let you watch me eat, knowing you can't take a single bite." He figured this would teach her a lesson. See if she tried to eat anything without thinking about it next time. She was even more careless than her four three-year-old sons.

Erica was upset, but she held it in. She had to say, "No matter. It's good. Porridge and vegetables! I can lose some weight too!" What else could she say? Matthew was convinced he was right, and there was no use fighting over it.

"Well, then eat some more."

She pouted seeing his smug look. 'What a jerk! When I get better, I'll show him. I'll grab steaming bowls of hot and sour rice noodles, spicy hot pot, boiled fish with golden pepper... I'll eat them in front of him, too.'

That night, Matthew wore a long face the whole time, both when around her, and off to the side working on his laptop.

the past few years, Mrs. Chantel Li, Mrs. Huo and Tessie have been creating their own power base."

Matthew was stunned for a second and asked in a quiet voice, "Are you kidding me?"

"Never, sir. Their gang is called the Violet Eagles. At first, it was a small group led by a man named Latham Song. Later, Mrs. Chantel Li took over, and the three women began to increase the size and scope of the group. According to reports, the group is several thousand strong. Half of them came to Y City with Mrs. Huo, and the remaining half are spread out in K Country and A Country."

Owen's report on the Violet Eagles was quite detailed.

From the investigation, Matthew could see that Erica rooted out Kirk's group and continued to figure out the mastermind behind him in order to avenge Orange.

He remembered she went to the bar last night. After getting off the phone with Owen, he called Sheffield immediately afterwards.

Fortunately, Sheffield was quite busy with work of his own, so he hadn't gone to bed yet. It was already three in the morning. When he saw the caller ID, he answered it and said in a playful voice, "Hey, Matthew. It's pretty late. You miss me?"

Without further ado, Matthew go straight to the point. "Who did you see in the bar?"

After thinking for a bit, Sheffield got serious and answered truthfully, "Michel Wang, Noreen Xia, and three others I didn't know. What happened to Erica?"

"After doing some digging, I figured out the one she's looking for is probably Michel Wang..." Matthew didn't think Noreen had anything to do with it. She would never hang around with gangsters.