"If it weren't for Orange, I would have been put behind bars. I owe him a lot. In fact, I don't know if I would be able to get out of there at all if it weren't for him. Can you imagine what would have happened if your sons were born in a jail cell? I didn't even know where they would be taken after they were born. We both owe Orange for the lives of our boys!"

Erica said seriously. If Matthew allowed Erica to continue, he wondered whether she would make it seem like Orange had been a benefactor to both the Huo and Li families?

Sure enough, before he could speak, Erica wiped her tears with the back of her hand and continued, "Just thinking about it makes me nervous. I wouldn't be able to sleep at night because of the guilt. If I had somehow managed to get out of jail, the first thing I would do is find my sons. If I had failed to find them, I would have come back to ask you for help. Surely, if the Huo and Li families knew that their grandsons were missing, they would have lost sleep, same as me. So, technically, if you think about it, Orange is the benefactor of both the Huo family and the Li family." Lo and behold, Erica had managed to make it look like Orange was the benefactor of the two families.

"Since Orange has been of great help to both of the families, each family will send one person to avenge him. Gifford is chosen from the Li family and the person from the Huo family is me. You don't need to get yourself involved in all this. You should just focus on running your studio and finally finishing school," Matthew dismissed her.

Erica had delayed her study because she had run away from home for more than three years. However, as education was paramount, they had reached an agreement to let her go to school for further study.

Erica was stunned by Matthew's response. The only reason why she took the time to explain everything to him was that she wanted him to know how much the matter of avenging Orange meant to her. Why was Matthew making light of the situation? Why was he so unsupportive of her wish to avenge Orange?

In the end, however, Erica managed to persuade Matthew to agree with her, despite his reluctance, using both hard and soft tactics. But they agreed that Matthew would always accompany her in person if she were to take action in the future.

In another villa in Y City

Michel slowly pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and stared pensively at the red wine in the glass. Behind his glasses, there was unconcealed viciousness in his eyes. "What's wrong with the truck?"

Th

ed his eyebrows, untied his tie and asked her to do it on her own.

Erica took the tie and started her performance. "The first step... The second step, er, no, that's not right..." A few minutes later, her face was downcast.

Erica thought she had learned everything there was about tying a tie, but when it was her turn to shine, she fell at the first hurdle.

Matthew took the tie from her hands and smiled. "Pay attention. Let's do it again!"

"Okay!"

The man straightened his collar and hung the tie around his neck. When he was about to do the first knot, Erica suddenly stopped him. "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Matthew paused and looked at her in confusion.

Tilting her head, Erica reached out her hand to brush her finger over the collar of his shirt. She noticed two words embroidered on his collar.

When the man noticed a subtle change in the woman's facial expression, he swallowed nervously. With a sense of immediacy, he quickly took her hand and said, "It's getting late. You should get changed!"

Unfortunately, the man's expression told Erica that things weren't as simple as she would have preferred.

"Let go of me!" She was consumed by curiosity. Today, she had to find out what those two words meant!

Matthew loosened his grip and dragged his collar back. Then he strode towards the bedroom door, tying his tie while walking. "I'll wait for you downstairs!" he told her.

It was blatantly obvious that Matthew was trying to hide something from her. It must have been something he didn't want her to know.

Erica realized what Matthew was doing. Before the man could quicken his pace and leave the bedroom, she stood at the door and blocked him in the bedroom.