Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

The woman walked up to them again, exaggerating the side-to-side motion of her hips. She made her voice about an octave higher. "You know, I've got a birthday coming up soon. Know how old I'll be? 18. If you could help me, I'd be really grateful..."

'She's only eighteen! And she's pretty too!' The men in the car were obviously taken with her. While the driver hesitated, the woman suddenly pressed the unlock button next to her. The mechanism made a sound and the door was unlocked.

Under the driver's vigilant eyes, she opened the door and said in a soft voice, "Don't worry. I just want you to see what you'll be getting."

Then, the woman moved quicker than the eye could see. She pulled the car keys from the ignition and threw them in the bushes. After making sure they couldn't find the car keys without a concentrated search, she clapped her hands and turned around to look at the men in the car with a smile.

The three men in the car knew something was up now, so two of them got out of the car to deal with her.

Before they could do anything, they were ambushed by two men who jumped to the ground from the small hill next to them. They advanced on the men threatening Erica. A short tussle ensued, where one of the attackers waited for the thug to attack him, then stepped inside his attack and took him down with a series of palm strikes and a knee to the gut. Another thug brandished his gun, and got it taken away from him—and his arm broken.

Erica was quick and accurate. She took the man who was fighting with her to the ground as fast as she could, employing some joint locks.

Then she ran to their car to look for the drone.

It was on the back seat! She successfully grabbed the broken drone, and then the three of them ran away as fast as they could.

Back in her own car, Erica patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she had gotten the drone back. If they decided to look into it, they would find out in short order that she was the one who bought it.

On their way back, they passed by the Champion Group. Looking at the tall building through the car window, Erica suddenly recognized the man she'd captured on video.

Because of this, she asked the driver to head to ZL Group. She had to find Matthew before she did anything else. He needed to know.

The car stopped at the entrance to the main offices of ZL Group. Heedless of her image, Erica rushed into the company, drone in hand.

If the driver hadn't been there to run interference for her, the security guards would have caught Erica. She ran past them so fast they could only catch the barest glimpse of her.

Erica entered her husband's office like a gust of wind. Paige was taken aback for a moment before she realized who it was.

as she flew past. He raised his head and asked Paige, "Miss Shen, did a bird get loose in

"Mrs. Huo just

stunned silence

Matthew was not in the office, Erica had to head to the main operations area and ask Paige

Matthew might be back. It could

grab a shower

be a moment!" Paige

back yet. She had to call him. "Hi,

he

back when you're done?"

I'll be along

Erica stowed the drone

their trade. The company made extensive use of photography and videography used to promote their brands, products and services. Each person had a part to play. Some documented social events. Others specialized in portraits or even head shots. They all created visual content for company newsletters, quarterly reports, and

studio. She didn't have to wait long. Matthew called her

largely unused cubicle. She secured a hands-free set and connected to her phone. Erica couldn't wait to ask, "Honey, guess who I

you go to the Parasol Resort

used the drone to snap a few pics; I didn't show up in

did

Watkins' dad! So? Are you surprised?" she asked. She actually saw Watkins' father at Parasol

Watkins had been secretly sent to America. Matthew knew that. He hadn't gotten where he was by being stupid. He let him go only because Watkins

married the famer who lived next door to Watkins. Her mother-in-law was from hell. She had her doing all kinds of housework. Indeed, she taught her

a devious plan. He moved their bedroom so they'd be close to Watkins, separated

were watching him, so he couldn't stir

comfort and loving. But they were found out. The sharecropper beat Camille

was nearly dead from the beatings, his father showed up and whisked him away to the United

he refused coldly. It was her fault they were in that situation. He would be a

to care about