Matthew stood still, completely disregarding the man's words as he kept patting on Erica's back.

Despite the advantage in numbers, the men felt a sense of apprehension when they looked at Matthew's soul-piercing eyes.

Suddenly, Matthew said, “I dare you to say that again!"

The men looked at each other in utter bafflement. Frightened by

Matthew's cold eyes, they contemplated their next course of action.

“Ted, why don't we just let it go?" one of them whispered.

“Fine. Forget it!" The man called Ted, cast a sideways glance at the black Emperor car not too far away. He caught a glimpse of the man standing in front of them and a sudden chill went down his spine. Tiny beads of sweat breaking out of his hands and face indicated his earnest wish to retreat.

However, a tall, lanky figure from one of the men standing behind him persisted. He gave Ted a pat on the back and whispered, “We can't just let her go. If that woman calls the police, it's all over!"

Just as the four bandits were hesitating, about seven or eight cars pulled over right in front of them. In an instant, more than a dozen bodyguards, all dressed in black, burst out of the cars, guns fully locked and loaded.

The man in charge ran over to Matthew, while his subordinates followed and bowed his head before him.

“Mr. Matthew, I apologize to you on behalf of my men for being late."

Glancing at the four bandits, Matthew ordered in a cold voice, "These guys have made the big mistake of scaring my wife. I want you to get rid of them all!"

“Yes! Mr. Matthew!"

Matthew then guided Erica, who kept Looking back, into the Emperor car.

On the way, Erica repeated the same question a few times.

“What are you going to do with them?"

Matthew didn't answer her at first. After his patience had run out, he finally answered, "That's none of my concern."

“What do you mean, it's none of your concern? You're the one who gave the order!"

He looked at her with indifference and said, "I'm not getting my hands dirty. What happens to them has nothing to do with me."

Erica sighed in defeat. It seemed pointless to go around in circles on the matter.

When they returned to the villa, Erica suddenly remembered what had happened in the bedroom just now. She blushed and clutched at the corners of her dress, seemingly ashamed.

"I want to sleep in the dormitory tonight." She was quite shaken up by him. She was so out of it at the time that he almost succeeded in doing what he wanted to do.

“There's no need to avoid me. I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. I won't be back until next week. Go upstairs and get some sleep!" Matthew wanted to tell her about his trip, but he didn't have the chance to tell her as they had ended up getting into an argument.

“What?" ‘Why is it so sudden?"

Ignoring her this time, Matthew turned around and went upstairs with an extremely cold attitude.