True Love Waits

Chapter 1374 Mr. Huo's Wife

Paige smiled mysteriously and whispered in Erica's ear, "Aren't you afraid someone's going to steal Mr. Huo from you? You know, I take his office clothes to the cleaner's on a regular basis. They always smell like women's perfume, so we need to get that taken care of. Mr. Huo never cheated on you. But he gets plenty of women approaching him, asking his hand in marriage, and women who want to have his baby. Not to mention those women who just want him because he's hot. Don't you want to go to the party and deal with them yourself?"

"Oh..." It suddenly occurred to Erica that even her sons told her that Matthew was surrounded by women who wanted him. Then she finally committed to it. "Of course I'll go. I'm free now. I can have a little fun too, right?"

Paige breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, Mrs. Huo was still the same as before. With Erica around, she didn't have to watch Matthew like a hawk. Erica would do that for her.

After getting the address of where the party was going to happen, Erica was about to leave, but Paige put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. She looked Erica's dress up and down. Even Erica's everyday clothes were stylish, but definitely not suitable for a large banquet. "Mrs. Huo, maybe a makeover might be in order. I can pull strings at a salon, you can have your make-up and hair done by a professional stylist," she offered.

Erica looked down at her own clothing. That was probably a good idea. "Okay!" she agreed.

Later, when she was in the salon, Erica got a call from Chantel. "Hey, Rika. I'm in Y City. Where are you?"

Erica looked at the make-up artist in the mirror, who was applying liquid foundation on her face, and answered, "Back in the city. I just got here. What's up?"

"There's a party tonight. On 'The Princess' cruise ship. I guess Matthew's coming. Wanna go together? We'll show those guys how it's done." Chantel just flew from another city and was on the way to the cruise ship.

The Princess? That was the ship Paige told her about.

With a smile gracing her lips, Erica answered, "Of course. I'm coming too."

"Okay, see you there!" Chantel was happy to have Erica there. At least that was someone she'd know.

"Okay, bye!"

It was getting dark.

marina parking lot. Men and women in formal clothes began to line up, waiting to board

was beginning to fill up. The guest list was like a who's who of elites, rich men and women, old and young. Some were entertainment moguls

out, and there were also many plain-clothed

of eight. The party was scheduled

cruise ship could make its tour around the harbor, a clear voice called out to the staff,

voice, and saw a beautiful woman, high heels in hand. She looked like she was from one of the rich families. They

one of those,"

members were in a dilemma. "I'm sorry, miss. But you can't

the event staff, Paige put that all aside. "This is the wife of ZL Group's CEO," she announced. "Mr. Huo is on the

Owen were pretty well known in the

assistants. In many occasions, seeing one of them was equivalent

naughty rich girl, but to their surprise, this

on the shoes with Paige's help. She

I have to attend two dinner parties in Mr. Huo's stead tonight. You should be able to find him, right?" She

straightened her chest and raised her head. In an instant, she looked more imposing than before. Seeing Erica safely aboard the cruise ship, Paige

nausea. She was never letting Erica

all the way here. It would usually take forty minutes to get to the marina, but she made it in half that time. Paige uttered many prayers out of sheer terror on the way. However, Paige also

backed into a wall. Although the scratch was not very obvious, it

the last one to enter the cabin, and the

event staff outside had already told their people inside who Erica was, so as soon as

the attention of many people in the cabin. They all looked at the cabin door, trying to see who

no one could tear

door was opened, the woman in red

strapless knee-length dress and a pair of black high heels. There was a red bow tied in back, highlighting