Matthew nodded and continued, "Yes, you are right. How could there be a real Buddha in this world? Also, how could there be real holy water in this same world we're talking about? Were you idiots to believe such a thing is real? We're in the twenty-first century. Don't you know the reason my wife gave birth to quadruplets is because of our genes?”

Without giving anyone a chance to react, he added, "Some of you even possess a master's degree. Honestly, if I were you, I would find a wall to bump my head into it a few times to sober up.

Also, if it's not clear yet, I'LL tell you now that it's impossible for me to teach Erica a lesson. She's my wife! Has any of that convinced you already, or are you still looking for an explanation?

If it hasn't, I strongly advise you to remember bringing your brain with you next time you go out!"

Afterward, Matthew strode out of the reception room.

It didn't take him three minutes to get rid of a dozen rich ladies from

Alorith.

Paige, who was expecting at the door, couldn't help but burst into laughter as soon as she heard what Matthew said. However, the moment she saw him coming out, she regained her composure and began to follow him.

The rich ladies remained in the reception room for a few minutes more.

They still wanted to vent their anger, but they wouldn't dare to cause any more trouble after being scolded by Matthew himself. Telling their husbands about it would be useless. Instead of taking their side, they might actually scold them as well.

After all, most of their husbands were CEOs in the financial business and depended on keeping a good relationship with Matthew.

When the group of women left Hilton Group, their faces were twisted into masks of rage.

Erica was blissfully ignorant of what else was going on, and continued snapping photos from the balcony of their villa.

‘Hmm...I still need a drone. But I don't want to dip into the cash

Matthew floated me. Let's see if I can take on some freelance work and pay for it that way, ‘ she thought.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Chantel.

"Hey, know anyone who needs portrait work? I'LL even take on a contract with a company at this point. I need cash and fast! Let me know, okay?" She was so short of money that she started to tackle other people's projects for pay.

It took a bit for Chantel to reply.

"Hey, I just got your message. I was shooting my new drama. We just broke for a meal. And I've got a plum assignment for you. Why don't you take pics of me? I've always wanted to be a model for the famous photographer, EM!"

Erica chuckled, “Sounds Like a plan. And if we screw up, I can always fix it in post. But I couldn't charge you-you're a friend. And I have to focus on making money now."

Tessie and Chantel knew better than anyone how good Erica was at photography .

“No problem. Just use your professional name EM. People will be lining up in the streets to model for you! But I'LL put the word out you're looking for work!"

The name "Erica" wasn't well-known in the photography industry, but everyone knew EM.

“Thank you! Love you, dear sister-in-law."

Looking at the word "sister-in-law," Chantel smiled happily. It had been more than two weeks since she saw Gifford. Keeping this in mind, she rang her assistant.