Matthew probably couldn't care less about a bottle of wine. However, he would certainly care more about her attitude. At the thought of that,

Cecelia reminded Erica not to be too stubborn when she told Matthew what happened.

“Okay!"

After hanging up, Erica frowned as she grabbed the cleaning tools and began cleaning up the mess on the floor, albeit clumsily.

By the time Matthew finally came back, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. She was just sitting idly in the living room, staring blankly at the TV. As soon as she heard the sound of a car pulling over by the driveway, she immediately sprang up from the sofa.

Then, she quickly put on her slippers and hurriedly ran toward the door.

When she opened the door to the living room before Matthew came in, she saw him outside talking to his assistant.

Hearing the sound of the door being swung open, Matthew stopped talking with his assistant. When he turned to look at Erica who was standing by the door, their eyes met.

Feeling so guilt-stricken, Erica drew back her head and closed the door at once.

After waiting for a while, she heard footsteps drawing closer. So, she gently opened the door and beamed him a sincere smile.

"Matthew, you're back from work."

An awkward silence filled the air inside the room.

Erica managed to react quickly. When she saw him come in, she immediately took out his slippers and said, "Matthew, take off your shoes and change into this!"

Loosening up his tie, Matthew could tell right away that she was fawning over him for some reason. In a rather cold tone, he asked,

“What's up?" Erica clearly wasn't being her usual self.

“Well, there's something I want to ask you," Erica said. As she squatted in front of him, she raised her head and looked up at him.

“Fire away!" he simply replied.

“Remember how there's a limited edition Lafite 1961 bottle of wine in your wine cellar?" she asked very gingerly.

"Yes?" Matthew began to wonder what this could be about. ‘Why is she asking about it? Could it be that she wants to drink it? That seems highly unlikely.*

“Well, how much is it worth?" she asked.

Without giving her any response, Matthew put on his slippers and walked toward the Living room.

Seeing this, Erica went after him.

"Why aren't you answering? Is it very expensive? Or did you forget how much it costs?"

The man then turned around and casually said, "Someone offered me $500,

00 to buy this bottle of wine last year, but I didn't sell it."