“Phoebe will wire the ten million tomorrow. I've already looked into it. Now that Camille has transferred four million to her account, she has enough money to pay the compensation she owes us."

He knew that Erica had sued Phoebe to punish her, not for the money.

Exhausted, both mentally and physically, Erica rested her head on his shoulder. She remained silent, except for the occasional sobs.

“Are you still angry with me for how I treated Watkins? Do you know that he loves Camille? He doesn't Like you."

Erica felt like a thunderbolt from the clear sky had struck her. Of course, she didn't care whether Watkins liked her or not.

She was upset because Watkins had lied to her. Now, it turned out that he was infatuated with Camille.

“I saw it with my own eyes. They got in the same car and entered the same neighborhood." A man and a woman took a car at night and entered the same community. To Matthew, it didn't look Like they were talking about work or that they were just platonic friends.

But he didn't have any evidence to prove that Watkins Liked Camille. So he just reminded Erica to be careful of Watkins.

“I feel what happened this evening was another trap. Tell me, how did you know that I'm here with Phoebe?" he asked.

Erica remained silent for a while. Eventually, she answered truthfully,

“Kaitlyn told me."

Matthew knew who Kaitlyn was. After all, he had called the headmaster and asked him to expel Kaitlyn and Luther from school.

“This woman is Fanya's niece. She told you that I was in Phoebe's apartment. Then you came and saw Phoebe and me. She was trying to sow dissension between us, wasn't she?" he rationalized. At this moment, Erica began to doubt everything in her life.

Tessie, Watkins, Kaitlyn... What kind of friends did she have?

Matthew's heart ached for Erica. His simple, sweet Rika had been hurt by so many people. He wrapped her in his arms and said.

“Rika, don't overthink. I'LL deal with those people, okay?”

A moment Later, Erica shook her head. She looked into his eyes and said firmly, "Let me deal with them myself."

After what had happened tonight, she finally understood what Matthew had said before—the weaker branch would break first.

If she hadn't asked Phoebe to pay the ten million in compensation but had sent her to the slum, instead, tonight's incident would never have happened. Erica now realized that sometimes her soft-heartedness set her up for much grief.

“Okay! You handle this however you like. I won't interfere." He would do whatever she said as long as she was not sad.

When she saw the tenderness in his eyes, Erica couldn't help but ask,

“Matthew, you like me, don't you?"

“What do you think?" He felt it was evident that he Loved her deeply, but she still asked. Couldn't she see it?

‘What do I think?

Can't he just answer my question?' She rolled her eyes and didn't bother to ask again.