Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 1222

After Matthew went to the study, Erica eschewed a shower. She sat back down at the dresser, found the foundation, and began to apply it in front of the mirror.

Twenty minutes later

Someone pushed the door open quietly from the outside. Inside the study, Matthew was having a video conference with his subordinates.

He stood in front of the window, his back to the door. He listened carefully to what one of his employees was saying. He didn't feel it necessary to turn around. An aide was giving her report, her tones even and devoid of feelings. She was all business. "Last month, the profits of our branch company were up six percent. It's very likely it will..."

Matthew froze for a moment. He felt someone approaching him from behind. His hand hovered over his phone, held in place.

Erica tried to mask her approach, tiptoeing across the carpet. Matthew's keen senses still picked her up.

Right now, there was no one else in the study except his wife.

He pretended not to notice and wanted to see what tricks she was going to play.

The video conference was still going on. "But the staff turnover in the branch company is not stable and the rate of loss is quite—aahhhh!"

The subordinate who was reading her report out loud suddenly screamed, and a dozen senior executives attending the meeting heard the shrieking. They simultaneously looked up at their own computer screens to see what was going on.

Unexpectedly, more and more people began to scream, until it reached a crescendo. Everyone on that call was spooked.

"Oh my God! It's a ghost!" another man exclaimed.

"What the hell?"

"Aahhh..." The video conference was a total loss. Someone took his suit jacket off and threw it over his screen. The camera in his square went black.

Matthew finally spun, trying to see what was going on with his staff, when suddenly he saw a white figure standing beside him out of the corner of his eye.

When he took a closer look, his heart trembled violently.

Then he realized who it was; he closed his eyes in despair.

The woman was dressed all in white in a form-hugging gown. Her long black hair spilled around her shoulders and back, and her face was painted bone white, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. She had traced lines under her eyes with red lipstick, like blood was dripping from her eyes.

Her lips were painted with that same shade, red and glistening as if she had just partaken of some blood.

Silently, she stepped into the frame of the webcam on Matthew's computer. In the middle of the night, she looked like a ghost. No wonder his staff was scared to death.

Actually, Erica didn't mean to scare any of the employees. She just wanted to frighten Matthew.

But when she passed by his computer, she heard a voice from the speakers. Out of curiosity, she paused there to take a look.

So everyone attending the video conference saw the "ghost" and was frightened to death.

Matthew pulled Erica out of the frame and said to his subordinates apologetically, "Sorry, everyone. It's not a ghost. My wife is being a bad girl. Please continue."

The executives were gobsmacked. 'Wow! What a brat!

Mr. Huo, you really know how to pick a woman, ' thought many of them.

The employee who hadn't finished her report was still in a state of shock. She motioned for her husband to join her, while she continued to report so she wouldn't get scared.

After confirming that it was Matthew on the other end of the video, and not a ghost, she picked up her notes and continued to recite facts and figures, but her voice was still a little shaky.

Matthew glared at Erica, who looked quite innocent, turned off the mic on his computer and scolded, "Go wash your face!"

Erica pointed at his computer. "Is this fun? Let me see!"

"No need!" He was afraid that if she showed her face again, his meeting would be completely ruined. Plus, he would have to pay a huge amount of mental damages and medical fees, and also lose more than ten people. Top talent was hard enough to come by.