Chapter 346

“Was it?” Reynaldo sneered, snatching a dagger from a nearby bodyguard and hurling it at Matthew with lightning speed. Everything happened too fast; I hadn’t even realized what was happening. But Matthew quickly dodged, though the dagger still grazed his arm, causing blood to quickly well up.

Matthew, furious, stood up. “Reynaldo, you’re really asking for it!” He roared, and all the bodyguards in the room converged.

I panicked, watching with Jonathan. However, Reynaldo seemed oblivious to the situation, his cold eyes fixed fiercely on Matthew. I quickly addressed Matthew, “Mr. Galatea, please don’t be angry. Everyone has a hotheaded moment in their youth. His temper is like this; you don’t need to argue.”

Reynaldo stared coldly, as if he thought I was interfering. I ignored him; saving lives was the top priority.

If Matthew killed us and buried us in the wilderness to conceal the evidence, our souls would have no recourse. It’s not an exaggeration; this is Matthew’s territory; he has the power to cover everything up.

Matthew mocked me, “You really have bad luck following such a hot-tempered man.” I smiled wryly, thinking sarcastically, Aren’t you two just the same?

Matthew seemed to have calmed somewhat. He leaned back in his chair and said to me, “Ms. Duffy, you better explain to Mr. Humphrey what happened last night,” so Mr. Humphrey wouldn’t continue to misunderstand.

As long as you clear up the misunderstanding in Mr. Humphrey’s mind, I won’t hold it against you. He smiled meaningfully. “About last night… Ms. Duffy should have an idea in her heart, right?”

I understood; he wanted me to tell Reynaldo that what happened between us last night was consensual. To be blunt, he wanted to provoke Reynaldo.

Seeing my hesitation, Matthew grinned. “What? Is last night’s incident so difficult to talk about, Ms. Duffy?”

Chapter 346

“Should I recount the whole thing to Mr. Humphrey and explain these scratches on my neck?”

“I don’t have to!” I said quietly. Let him speak; he’ll deliberately distort the facts, making things up.

I turned my gaze to Reynaldo. He was terrifying, radiating a murderous aura, like a provoked King Yama. I clenched my hands, pondering how to proceed.

If we followed Matthew’s suggestion, Reynaldo would undoubtedly explode. He might dislike me, even hate me, but he couldn't afford to lose face. But if I explained truthfully… Matthew would likely be displeased, and Reynaldo would still be furious. After all, I'm his ex-wife. His personality is such that if his ex-wife were assaulted, he’d undoubtedly confront the assailant.

No matter what I said, nothing could calm Reynaldo’s anger.