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.

had messed them up as she flew past. He raised his head and

nodded, "Mrs. Huo just flew

assistant lapsed into stunned silence at what she

office, Erica had to head to the main operations area and

when Matthew might be back.

thoughtfully. "Then I'll grab a shower first. I'll need something

a

into clean clothes, Matthew still hadn't come back yet. She had to call him. "Hi,

What's wrong?" he

I know you're busy. Call me back when you're done?" Erica didn't want to interrupt his work, so she didn't tell him what was up right

I'll be along

drone in Matthew's

plied 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 marketing materials.

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

into 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 saw

"Did you go to

drone to snap a few pics; I didn't show

By the way, who did you

Watkins' dad! So? Are you surprised?" she asked.

He hadn't gotten

from hell. She had her doing all kinds of housework. Indeed, she taught

bedroom so they'd be close to Watkins, separated by only a single, thin wall. He tortured Camille in bed every night. He knew Watkins would hear it, and all Watkins could do was

were watching him, so

left her alone, Camille always ran to Watkins for comfort and loving. But they were found out. The sharecropper beat Camille black and blue, and then

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

were in that situation. He would be a much more powerful

care about