Take My Breath Away

Matthew strode out of the office with an earnest look on his face and ordered, "Owen, get someone to locate Mrs. Huo's phone now." Next, he turned to another assistant. "Get the surveillance footage on the way from the villa to here."

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

The two assistants immediately began to act on their orders.

It didn't take them long to figure out Erica's location. So as soon as Matthew got the address from Owen, he headed out straight away.

The moment he got there, he was greeted with a scene that made him feel both amused and helpless.

Right next to Erica's car, there were two men on the ground while she had one foot on each of them. With her arms crossed over her chest, she commanded arrogantly, "Call me 'my lady.'"

The men wailing on the ground obeyed her promptly. "My lady!"

"Who pulled my hair just now? Apologize to me! And then slap yourself in the face twice."

The one guilty to have pulled her hair said with some difficulty, "My lady, I did it. I was wrong!" Slap! He slapped himself across the face.

Matthew sighed helplessly before he walked towards her. "Rika!"

When she saw him coming over, the furious woman immediately calmed down her nerves. Then she waved at him and said, "Matthew! Ah! Sorry. I almost forgot. I've brought the file you asked." She had been so busy punishing those two thugs that she had entirely forgotten that the reason she left home in the first place was to bring something to Matthew.

Erica was about to retrieve the files from her car, but Matthew wasn't interested in them at that moment. He just pulled his wife closer and looked her up and down with his arms around her waist. "Are you hurt?"

Erica waved at him. "No, no. These two are just newbies. Even a younger version of me from a few years ago could have easily beaten them. I knocked them down with a single punch!" Indeed, she sounded so relaxed that it was hard to believe she had just been into a fight.

His wife was awesome! She was worthy of an applause.

Matthew glanced at the two defeated men on the ground and noticed how Erica had beaten them black and blue.

Taking her hands into his, he examined them thoroughly. He found a small cut in the back of her right hand as a thin bead of blood oozed out from the wound.

His face darkened. "Did they do this?"

Erica withdrew her injured hand and comforted her husband with a smile. "It's no big deal. When I punched that guy, I accidentally scratched my fist on something metallic he had o

g Master, please don't make fun of this kind of matter..."

Someone else immediately echoed, "Yes, Young Master, how about you contact your father as a way to help us?" How could a little boy know the words on the document?

There was a hint of coldness in Boswell's eyes. Since he was only a three-year-old boy, he wasn't as intimidating as Carlos and Matthew were, but he wasn't to be underestimated either.

Regardless of anyone's approval of him, Boswell took his father's seat and stated rightfully, "My father wrote this document. I'll just read it out loud. Is there anything wrong with that?"

A dead silence followed the boy's speech. Paige then said calmly, "Ladies and gentlemen, I believe Mr. Huo the Third is right. The content was written by Mr. Matthew Huo, who had to attend something urgent and can't be with us at the moment. But Mr. Huo the Third will only be announcing his father's words. Besides, as Mr. Huo's biological son, he's allowed to represent his father. As long as Young Master can take it seriously, why can't we give him a chance?"

"Well..."

Immediately, a lot of discussion started to take place in the meeting room, but Boswell soon thumped his little hand on the table to stop it altogether.

"It's just a document. Why are you making a fuss about it? Weren't you all anxious about what we'll be working next? Whoever objects my reading, stand up now, and be responsible for the loss the company will suffer after this announcement is delayed."

The meeting room was quiet again. 'Who could afford this kind of loss?' Even if Matthew stood there today, he wouldn't dare to say he would take responsibility for it.