Harmon looked at Sheffield with a smile.

“How dare you poke your nose into Matthew's private affairs? You haven't had enough of kneeling down on a keyboard?"

Sheffield was often punished by his wife to kneel on the keyboard, which was known to all of his friends.

He put his hand on Matthew's shoulder and told Harmon with a cheeky smile, "I'm doing this because I care about Matthew's happiness! He'LL understand, I'm sure.”

“Take your hand off me," said Matthew, deadpan, as he looked at the hand.

“Geeze. You're such a neat freak, just like your sister. You two have got germophobia, I tell you. You're sick in the head." With that,

Sheffield shuffled a ways off, retrieved his glass, and took a sip.

As soon as his back was turned, Matthew took out his phone and sent his sister a text.

"Sis, my brother-in-law said that you're a germaphobe, and that you're probably a neurotic.”

When Evelyn saw the message, she replied, “It doesn't matter. I'll have a talk with him when he gets back home."

Meanwhile, Sheffield, who knew nothing about this, was still chatting happily with Harmon.

At eleven o'clock that evening, Erica was lying on her bed, playing with her phone.

Out of the blue, she got a call from Sheffield, who said, "Rika,

Matthew is drunk. Can you come by and pick him up?”

‘Drunk again?' thought Erica, frowning. She took no time at all to decide what to answer.

"No, not a chance. I can't drive. Ask his assistant to come pick him up." The memory of what had happened the last time she'd gone to pick him up loomed large in Erica's mind.

Trying again would surely lead to disaster.

Besides, she was still angry and didn't want to see Matthew.

Meanwhile, Sheffield wished the best for Erica and Matthew. He saw this as a good opportunity for the couple to improve their relationship.

Since Erica didn't seem to realize this, he said, "Rika, why are you being silly? You know, if you don't come and see him, what if that gives other women the chance to do so? Just come over! When you pick up

Matthew, I'LL arrange for someone to drive you both back."

Erica's words were heavy and gloomy.

"It doesn't matter whether I go see him or not. Other women will have the chance to get close to him either way."

That made Sheffield feel anxious.

"How could that be possible? There are only the three of us here right now, all men. Now come here, quickly. I will keep an eye on him until you arrive. I promise no other woman will come near him