"You can prove it to me the day after tomorrow. Now let's focus on that info that your sister wants."

"Okay."

After the two ended the call, Gifford thought he should call Matthew and tell him about it. He was afraid Erica would go off and her husband wouldn't know.

After delegating the task to his men, he dialed Matthew's number.

It was not until the two of them talked on the phone that Gifford realized how bold his sister was. She really wasn't waiting for anyone this time! She not only did what she wanted, but also went there when

Matthew was not in the city.

‘Erica might not know what these thugs are capable of! She doesn't know how many people they've killed, and now she goes into the proverbial lion's den to investigate!’ he thought to himself.

Matthew was out of town on a business trip and wouldn't be back for a while. After receiving the news, he had to ask Sheffield to gather his bodyguards and head to the bar to protect Erica.

When Sheffield found Erica, Chantel had just hung up the phone. She confirmed to Erica that Noreen was in that establishment.

When Sheffield swaggered into Room 205, Erica looked at him in astonishment.

"Sheffield, why are you here?" she asked.

He sat leisurely on the sofa and said, “Your husband called. From thousands of miles away, he gave me this bodyguard duty! I must have done something pretty bad to Carlos and Matthew in the previous Life!"

Erica rushed over excitedly and asked in a quiet voice, "Does he know?"

Raising his eyebrows, Sheffield nodded, “Of course. And he was pretty pissed. Rika, do you know how dangerous those guys are? They kill with impunity."

Those people ran in the shadows, while Erica and Chantel were the army of Light. And no one knew who was running the show as far as the thugs were concerned.

But Erica wasn't dumb. She explained to Sheffield, "I haven't done anything yet, have I? I just want to make sure if it's them. If it's true, I'll call the police or Matthew as backup."

She knew what she was doing, and what kind of danger she was in. That was why she had people in place downstairs, to help her beat a hasty retreat if necessary.

Sheffield Looked at Erica up and down and said, "You look like a killer. I thought you came here alone.” He made a gesture of rubbing his neck.

Erica was amused.

“Have you ever seen a killer in sportswear?"

“No, I have never seen him before." Sheffield's phone rang. It was

Matthew.

He answered the phone and called out in an exaggerated effeminate voice, "It's dear Matthew."

Matthew rolled his eyes, holding his phone to his ear.

“Where's my wife?" he asked on the other end of the line.