True Love Waits

Chapter 1264 Give Up The Title Of Mrs. Huo

With one of her disarming smiles, Erica put the rest of the money back into the bag. Her grip on the arm of the housemaid did not relax. "Please help me..."

She whispered what she had in mind into the maid's ear. As she listened, the maid's face went pale, until finally she tried to return the money. Shaking her head frantically, she stammered, "No, no, no. The Su family are not to be trifled with. If they learn of this, they'll make me suffer for it!"

Erica held her gaze and tried to be reassuring. "That doesn't matter. You have nothing to be afraid of. This is more money than you'd get in several years at this job. So even if they fire you, you can just take the money, go somewhere else, and find a new job!"

"Well..." The maid hesitated, her eyes wavering between Erica and the money. "No, I can't. What if they me to prison?"

Erica stuffed the cash into her hands again. "They can't do that," she insisted. "What I'm asking you to do is not against the law. The worst they can do is drive you out of the Su family. I'm telling you, don't worry. I'm Matthew Huo's wife. You saw us together. Even if they do throw you out for helping me, you'll be all right. I will ask my husband to find a better job for you!"

Biting her lip, the maid tried to think it over. She had seen Matthew before. At the time, though, she had thought that Erica was his sister or something-not his wife.

Fearing that she was still not convinced, Erica went on. "Look, I am not asking you to kill anybody or set something on fire. I'll give you my phone number. Call me if anything happens to you."

Another moment passed, and finally the maid nodded in agreement.

At ZL Group

After getting out of her afternoon class, Erica went to Matthew's office again.

As she navigated the maze of lobbies and hallways, she overheard a number of employees gossiping about herself and her husband. They seemed to think Mr. and Mrs. Huo had to love each other very much, since she came to see him so often at work.

Erica casually flipped her bangs and traded easy smiles with passersby. It occurred to her then that it would be best if she came by even more often. She needed to find more opportunities to cultivate her relationship with Matthew, so that she would be secured as Mrs. Huo.

was not in the office. Paige said that he'd

wandered about the office, taking pictures of whatever caught her attention. First it was Matthew's ridiculously expensive, gadget-laden desk. Next came the wine rack that

hour later, there was the smooth click of

toward the sound and snapped a picture. Glancing at the screen, she found that she'd

a fraction of a second to recognize the loud click of the camera's shutter. Spotting his wife, he gave her a nod. "Ten million for a photo," he told her, deadpan. "Keep taking!" He didn't bother to mention that that was at a ninety-percent discount; she was his wife, after

away and smiled apologetically. "Oh, Matthew, you know I'm poor-" she began. "Poor you may be,

her to be a flirt now. Erica wouldn't dare to act this way in front of her father or brother; if she tried, they would

face. Not only was this woman becoming more comfortable around him, but she also called him "honey" more often than before. More importantly, it was sounding less

today-" She stopped as though cut off by the noise of a gunshot. Quite against her original intent, she had

Matthew didn't look terrible concerned or surprised. "Oh, really. What did you buy

words. Technically they were true; she had bribed the maid of

money on, but he seemed to find a trace of guilt

roughly, though-and looked her up and

"Where

she scratched the back of her head, then indicated the camera on the desk. "I went to school after waking up. After class, I came to see you because I missed you!" 'Missed me, huh?' Matthew thought. He was silent for a while, then asked,

undemanding self. It wasn't for nothing; if Matthew reimbursed her, he would definitely want to know what she had spent the one hundred thousand dollars on. The only way to keep it under wraps would be

notice that her behavior had made Matthew even more suspicious than before; now he was certain that something unusual was going on. Turning and strolling toward his desk, he said, "Did you come here for anything at all

appointment for dinner?" She was afraid that Phoebe would call him for comfort, so she

the door. "Well,

"Wait!"

and