As soon as she reached him, Matthew put his arm around her waist and started introducing her to everyone in the room.

"This is my wife,

Erica Leonard." Looking at her, he explained, "Rika, these are the CEOs of our company's business partners, and some are the cooperative artists."

Erica put on her best smile and greeted them gracefully, “Hello! Nice to meet you all!"

Everyone responded to her with much enthusiasm, but Erica knew very well that they were treating her this way more for Matthew's sake than anything else.

Matthew was then led to the main seat with Erica following close. She had to follow him closely, in fact, because he wouldn't let go of her hand.

As it happened, Matthew made sure that Erica got the meal she wanted before he did, and the red wine in front of her was replaced by fresh vegetable juice. Everyone seated with them noticed how considerate and loving he was to his wife.

During the dinner, Erica learned that the full name of FC group was

Four Colors. They had come to Skiyton to do business with Hilton

Group's branch company. The members of the idol group were expected to act as brand spokesmen for Hilton Group's electronic products.

Matthew was afraid that Erica would grow impatient with such boring topics for conversation, so he decided not to stick around too long.

The dinner itself was still in full swing when he excused himself and his wife and started saying goodbye to people.

A number of the other guests walked them out of the restaurant and watched them get in the car. They didn't return inside until the couple had driven off.

In the car, Erica inclined her head toward her husband, who was typing something on his phone.

"Do you want to go back to the hotel and get some rest?" she asked.

“Not yet," replied Matthew. He hadn't worked a very long day, so he wasn't tired.

“Then where are we going?"

“Where would you like to go? We could go seaside, downtown, or the older districts..." He trailed off. All of these places were nearby, and he was okay with any of them.

Erica thought for a moment. She had taken a walk downtown already that day, and would go to the old districts tomorrow.

“Let's go to the seaside!" She wanted to stroll along the beach with him and feel the breeze coming in from the sea.

The average temperature in Skiyton was a few degrees higher than in

Alorith, so it wouldn't be too cold.

Matthew glanced at her and said, "Okay." Then he told the driver, "Get us to the hotel."

"Yes, Matthew," came the monotone reply.

Erica blinked in confusion.