Matthew didn't chase after him. Instead, he called Owen from the internal line.

"Stop Sheffield now!" Then, he hung up the phone.

As soon as Sheffield ran out of the office, he saw Owen walking towards him, blocking his way. He knew that something was about to go down. He outdid Owen in a few moves.

By this time, Matthew had come out. He had taken off his suit jacket, and was now rolling the sleeves of his white shirt. He stretched out his arms and grabbed Sheffield's neck, pulling him to the side, in case

Sheffield's blood splattered all over the special assistant area Later.

“Look, Matthew. Rika is here! You better be your cool, elegant self in front of her. You don't want to frighten her, do you?" Sheffield's neck was now in Matthew's clasp. He couldn't escape

Matthew replied indifferently, “It doesn't matter. My wife happens to have a tendency for violence." He had Lost count on how many times she had hit him.

“You better let go or I'll tell Rika that you spoke ill of her!"

Sheffield threatened.

“No worries. I won't give you the chance to speak at all!" Matthew then dragged him to a corner and said, "I haven't been able to practice martial arts in a long time. My hands are itching for a fight!"

It wasn't that Sheffield couldn't defeat Matthew. The two of them were as good as each other in Kung Fu. It was just that Sheffield couldn't dare hurt his brother-in-law. If he hurt Matthew, Evelyn would be mad at him, and Sheffield would have a hard time on the keyboard again.

When Erica arrived, the two men were fighting fiercely. Several people in the special assistant area were pretending to work with their heads down. No one dared to stop them.

Well, they couldn't stop the two even if they wanted to. The two men were both masters of Kung Fu and it was impossible to intervene.

But Erica was different. When she saw Sheffield and Matthew fighting, she threw down her camera and rushed over.

"Sheffield, stop!"

Regardless of the fierce punching and kicking going on between them, she rushed over and stood in front of Matthew.

"Sheffield, don't bully my husband!" Erica gasped when she saw that Sheffield's fist was about to hit her face. She closed her eyes in horror.

“Ah! Don't hit me either!"

Sheffield's fist stopped a few centimeters away from the tip of her nose, while Matthew stood leisurely behind her, enjoying the feeling of being protected by his wife.

Erica slowly opened one of her eyes and saw the fist in front of her

She thought that Sheffield was about to hit her, so she yelled,

"Sheffield, show some mercy. That could hurt!"

She was fully aware that she could never beat Sheffield. Otherwise she would have taken a different course of action!

The woman started yelling at the top of her voice.

Sheffield and Matthew were rendered speechless.