"Yes, I have a driver's license, and I'm quite experienced. I've been driving for over two years! Don't worry!" she assured him.

“Experienced? Really?' Owen didn't believe her. How did Erica get a car to drive in that poor Tow Village? Nonetheless, he said, "Please don't race, Erica. If you can't make it, call me back.”

If he hadn't known what Matthew was thinking, he would have definitely arranged a professional driver.

“Got it!"

Once she arrived at the Caesar Hotel, Erica parked the car in front of the main entrance.

Before heading out that night, she had purposely chosen the cheapest car from the garage.

Yet the cheapest car in the Hilton family's garage worth no less than five million dollars.

She could still remember the last time some gangsters stopped her car in the middle of the road and broke its window. Not to mention that time she drove to The Princess cruise ship at high speed and ended up scratching the vehicle.

With those two experiences in mind, Erica was now very careful with her driving. Fortunately, nothing happened before she got to the hotel that day.

Relieved, she dialed Matthew's number and asked, “Honey, I'm here. How long will it take until the dinner is over?"

“I'm coming out now," Matthew replied.

“Okay, I'm waiting for you at the door."

“Alright ."

A few minutes later, people started coming out of the hotel. Erica could see Matthew in his grey suit in the middle, leading the group.

He was followed by at Least seven or eight people who had come out just to see him off.

At the same time, Erica got out of the car and opened the passenger's door for her husband in advance. She then stood beside the vehicle, waiting for him with a smile on her Lips.

As the men approached her, she saw one who seemed familiar to her next to Matthew. Then Erica remembered she had met him at Matthew's office door one day she went to the company looking for her husband. His name was Michel, who, in turn, had also recognized her.

“Matthew, you and Erica love each other so much. We are all so envious of you!" Michel told Matthew with a grin.

Matthew then Looked into Erica's eyes and felt really good inside. With a smile that reached his eyes, he asked, "Shouldn't a man marry his wife only to Love and spoil her?"

Michel laughed heartily.

"You're right, Matthew." Next, he greeted

Erica, “Erica, it's so late. You must be tired, and yet you came to pick up Matthew."

Erica wasn't much used to attending social events and didn't know how to return his compliment. Therefore, she answered sheepishly, "It's fine. I was free anyway."

Matthew held the woman in his arms and said, “Thank you, Michel. We're leaving now."

The moment Matthew came near her, she smelled the strong scent of alcohol emanating from him. But instead of commenting about it, she smiled and nodded as everyone said their goodbyes