Chapter 1310 The Court Day
Carlos rified that Matthew had decided to hold off the case because there was some conflict
between him and his wife.
The man sitting beside Carlos believed the exnation. After all, Matthew''s wife was defending her
husband''s portraiture right in the case, and Matthew''s seal and fingerprint were on the documents. He
concluded, just like Carlos, that the disagreement between the couple had affected the case.
"Mr. Huo, you know I can''t afford to offend either you or your son. May I make a suggestion? How
about I call your son and let him know..." Telling Matthew that his father hade to visit him might
reduce some of his wrath. Otherwise, he might offend Matthew if it seemed as though he had heard
Carlos and supported him.
''s! The father and son made an interesting pair.''
"That is your choice. I approached you as I want to conclude the matter. I hope the case can be held as
scheduled," Carlos said. As far as he knew, the young couple argued because of Phoebe. If the trial
could be held as nned, Phoebe woulde to a miserable end, and he wouldn''t have to
deliberately remove the source of trouble between his son and daughter-inw.
It would be like killing two birds with one stone.
As the couple was still in a stalemate, the case was going to be held as scheduled.
When Matthew received the phone call, his face darkened with anger.
But his wife was pregnant. He had no choice but to let her do what she wanted.
The night before the trial, the pregnant woman stood by the bed with an arm around her baby bump,
and proudly dered, "Oh, my God! You can''t protect your mistress anymore. Your wife is going to turn
the tables!"
A hint of danger glimmered in the man''s eyes as he said, "Are you happy now?"
"Of course!" She was so overjoyed that she didn''t notice she was inviting trouble.
"Come here!" Matthew ordered with a wave of his hand.
Erica was so excited that she didn''t overthink. She glided up to him, and lovingly ran her hand over her
smooth belly. "Do you want to greet your sons?"
"Okay."
This had been Matthew''s routine every night since he learned of her pregnancy. Without hesitating,
Erica climbed onto the bed and put her belly close to him.
What began as Matthew bonding with his unborn children soon turned into something more passionate.
Despite her slight unwillingness at the beginning, Erica gave in to his desires.
Later, in the middle of the night, she ced her hands on her hips and groaned, "My waist hurts..."
The man had just stepped out after a shower. After a moment''s pause, he thought he knew a way to
cure what ailed his wife. "How much money do I have to give you to treat your affliction?"
Erica smiled shyly, "Don''t be like this. Well, one hundred thousand!"
"That''s too little. It''s not even worth the trouble of fetching my checkbook!" His eyes bore into his wife
as he waited for her to change her answer.
"One million!" she said after some hesitance.
The man didn''t even blink.
"Five million!" Erica cried.
It was only then that Matthew put down the towel in his hand, took out a check from his briefcase, wrote
down the number, and threw it beside her. "Does it still hurt?"
The pregnant woman''s eyes lit up. She kissed the check a few times and shook her head. With a
ttering smile, she replied, "No, it doesn''t hurt anymore."
Suddenly, a thought shed through Matthew''s mind. With a grim expression, he turned to the pregnant
woman, who was still happy, and said, "Erica."
"What?" The joy glimmering in her eyes disappeared when she saw his expression. She held the check
closer to her chest and asked, "Did you change your mind?" She wouldn''t return the money to him!
Matthew sat on the edge of the bed and looked into the eyes of the woman lying on the bed. "I want to
tell you that you shouldn''t fear people whom you know are bad. However, those who don a moral and
righteous facade but are actually bad, are far more dangerous." The key point was in the second half of
the sentence.
''Huh?'' Erica tilted her head and shot the man a puzzled look.
''So, is he saying that a bad person, like Phoebe, is not to be feared?'' "I know. I won''t trust those people
easily!" she said with a nod.
Matthew breathed a sigh of relief as he thought she got his point—but she didn''t. "It''s good that you''ve
understood." Erica was a simple girl. He was afraid that she would not be able to see people''s true
intentions and would naively believe maniptive people.
Soon, the day of the trial arrived. Many reporters, who had heard that Erica was taking legal action
against Phoebe, arrived at the court gate early. They eagerly waited for Erica to appear.
Matthew was still unhappy about this matter, and so, he didn''t apany Erica. However, he sent
Paige and several bodyguards with her.
At the Supreme People''s Court of Y City
As soon as Erica stepped out of the car, the reporters rushed forward and surrounded her. Questions
flooded her from every direction. "Mrs. Huo, are you going to defend Mr. Huo''s portraiture right?"
"Mrs. Huo, are you suing Phoebe Su?"
"Aren''t Mr. Huo and Phoebe good friends? Why would he take legal action against her?"
Several bodyguards stopped the reporters from crowding Erica. Concerned that they''d be
overwhelmed, Paige asked in a low voice, "Mrs. Huo, shall we go straight in?"
As there were too many reporters, and everyone was pushing and pulling their way closer to Erica, her
concern was justified.
"Okay." Erica had never been interviewed by reporters, and she didn''t want to answer their questions
either.
Before they could cut through the crowd, another car stopped at the court gate. The reporters turned as
the driver got out and opened the passenger door. A mor arose when they saw Phoebe, who was
wearing sunsses, step out.
Erica didn''t need to turn and see who had arrived as the reporters eagerly called out Phoebe''s name.
Desperate to get some information, some of the reporters ran to Phoebe. Now that the crowd had
thinned, the bodyguards took the chance to escort Erica and Paige into the courthouse.
Phoebe had hired a femalewyer, who was over forty years old, to represent her. Both Phoebe''s and
Erica''s attorneys waited in the same office for the officialmencement of the trial.
A momentter, representatives of both sides entered the trial court. When they arrived at the door,
Phoebe deliberately walked slower so that she could be by Erica''s side. She lowered her voice and
asked, "Do you know who referred mywyer?"
Erica nced at the femalewyer, but nothing about her seemed familiar. Uninterested in debating
with Phoebe, she replied, "Whatever! Even if she is a high-rankingwyer, you will still lose today!"
Fury surged through Phoebe when her n backfired. She bit her lip, but soon, she quashed her
emotions. Just as they were going to separate, she told Erica, "She is ZL Group''swyer. Matthew
asked her to help me."
Erica wanted to wipe the smug grin off of Phoebe''s face, but it was toote. They had already walked
to their respective positions in the courtroom.
Paige sensed that something was wrong, and so, she walked to Erica and whispered, "Mrs. Huo, are
you okay? What happened?"
Erica shook her head to dispel the negative emotions coursing through her. She smiled at Paige and
said, "I''m fine." ''Humph! She is just awyer. Phoebe would lose the case even if Matthew were
physically present.''
"That''s good. If anything happens, call me at any time, Mrs. Huo!" Paige said before she took her seat
a short distance from Erica.
"Okay."
Now that the proceedings had formally begun, it was Erica''s turn, as the intiff, to make a statement
regarding her im, before the defendant, Phoebe, could exin herself.
ording to the H Country''sw, the intiff and defendant could negotiate about suitable
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court would make a final decision.
In this case, Phoebe didn''t need to defend herself. The portrait of Matthew she had sketched was taken
by someone who worked for Erica. Now, it was Matthew who had entrusted his wife to sue Phoebe.
This left no chance for her to reverse the situation.
So, she and thewyer started with thepensation negotiation. Erica asked for ten million dors,
while the defendant had hoped that the court could settle the matter with damages amounting to one
million dors.
Of course, Erica didn''t agree. ''Matthew''s portrait right is worth one million only? How dare she
undervalue my husband''s right!''