"Matthew, I swear I didn't betray you. I'll tell you what this is about when it's over, but not now. So, no more questions, okay?" She feared that Matthew would try to stop her from suing Phoebe if he found out.

“Okay. But if you ever need my signature or fingerprint again, just ask me directly. You don't need to do this behind my back!" he told her.

‘What a silly girl!

Since she wasn't betraying me, I would certainly agree on anything she wanted. There was no need for her to go through all this trouble to get my fingerprints. '

“What? Doesn't it bother you to have your fingerprints on documents that you don't know what the content is? Will you simply do as I say?" she asked in disbelief.

“Mm hmm!"

“Why didn't you tell me earlier?" she complained. If she had known it before, she wouldn't have gotten up in the middle of the night to do everything on the sly and risk having a heart attack.

Matthew gaped in shock. ‘You didn't tell me you wanted my fingerprints.' But instead, he said, "Well, it's my fault then. Next time, just tell me and I'll do it, okay?"

“Okay, let's go to sleep!" Finally, Erica relaxed and soon yawned.

"Okay."

The two went to bed together. But Erica couldn't help worrying. She feared that Matthew would go after the papers she hid as soon as she fell asleep. Therefore, she didn't dare to close her eyes until she found a position in which the slightest move he made would immediately wake her up.

Matthew didn't know how to respond. ‘Why is she so vigilant?’

The next morning, before going to school, Erica met her lawyer and gave him the documents with Matthew's fingerprints. Now, all she needed to do was wait for the court date.

In the next few days, Erica kept going out with Hyatt to find inspiration for the photography competition.

Meanwhile, in Askor, Gifford had just come back.

That same day, Wesley asked Chantel not to go to school. Obediently, she stayed in her bedroom as she waited for the result of the conversation between father and son.

In the study, Wesley looked intently at his son, trying to figure out how Gifford could have been forced to get laid.

He thought it over for a long time but came to the conclusion that

Chantel didn't have the means to force Gifford to have sex with her. He must have been willing to go through with it or nothing would have happened.

“Go and get the marriage licenses with Chantel now," Wesley commanded coldly.

After hearing these words, Gifford realized that he had been exposed.

In fact, he had always known that this day would come.

"Did she tell you?"

"Yes."

“I won't go!" Gifford couldn't let Chantel and Erica succeed with their scheming.