"I was just lucky. Are you looking for trouble? Go back! You're embarrassing!" Uriah grumbled.

Ashlee couldn't get up for half a day. The people in the mahjong hall seemed used to it, watching the show without getting involved.

I was frightened and quickly left with Greta.

Marcel was waiting for us in the car. When he noticed that I didn't look well, Marcel considerately asked, "Mrs. Hudson, are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay. Let's go back to Aroma City," I said as I touched my neck. Greta also came over to check for me.

Greta frowned, "She actually left a red mark around your neck. Ashlee is so mean!"

"What does she mean?" I wondered, but I was thinking about something else, "Who bribed Uriah?"

"I don't know either. Uriah was a gambler. He definitely owed a lot of debts. Maybe someone paid off his debts for him, but the condition was to bring his wife back. Indeed, only a villain can deal with another villain," Greta exclaimed.

"But who is that person?" I couldn't think of who it could be. "I had hired a detective before who also looked into Uriah. It seems like Uriah doesn't even care about his wife's infidelity. Actually, maybe they have an arrangement as a couple. Ashlee is responsible for seducing wealthy individuals and then extorting money to pay off Uriah's gambling debts. But Ashlee also wants to take advantage of this opportunity to divorce Uriah."

After a few seconds of contemplation, Greta's eyes gradually widened. "Could it be... Frederic? Didn't you also see those photos at his place?"

My heart skipped a beat. I murmured, "Could it be that his photo was obtained from here?"

That's the film! I know Frederic very well. Frederic is efficient in his work. He wants to get the maximum benefit when he spends money. What's the use if it's not the film?

As long as I signed the divorce agreement, once I got those photos, the matter would be resolved.

When we returned to Aroma City, it was already dark. Greta and I found a place to eat. During the meal, she cursed Frederic as a scumbag eighteen times.

"Once you got divorced, I will introduce you to some handsome guys. There are plenty of men in the world. You don't need to be with him!" Greta comforted me, "I don't believe he and Emilia can stay together for long. He will regret it."

I sighed in my heart. For a moment, I wanted to tell Greta about the things I had experienced in my past life.

But this kind of thing seems absurd. And in case Frederic finds out, who knows what will happen.

"Those are no longer relevant to me," I calmly ate my dessert, "but you should remember what you're saying now. You have to introduce me to more handsome guys."

"Okay. I promise to do what I say!" Greta patted her chest.

After finishing dinner, I asked Marcel to take Greta back first. Then I went back to Maple Villa. Just as I arrived home, a call came from an unknown number. I answered and heard Alberto's voice, "Finally, the call went through. My previous number got blocked again."

As soon as I heard Alberto's helpless tone, I couldn't help but laugh.

"Ms. Scott, can I take you out for a meal?" Alberto asked quite directly.

"I just finished eating," I replied.

"Then I invited you to watch a movie," Alberto continued persistently.

I rarely went out to watch movies. Occasionally during my college years, I would join Greta and others to have some fun. The rest of the time, I would watch movies in the underground cinema at home.

However, I fantasized for a whole ten years about Frederic and me going shopping, watching movies, and having candlelit dinners together.

If ordinary things are done with someone you like, they become very different.