I intentionally recounted my trip to Matthew without withholding a single detail when I returned home. He beamed and praised me, “You’re a wise partner. You’re understanding and skilled at winning people’s hearts.”

However, I corrected him, “It’s not about winning people’s hearts, but about being kind. Speaking of Johnson, he’s done a lot for our family. It’s natural for a man like you not to notice these things, but women appreciate small gestures.”

Truthfully, I aimed my actions at dispelling Matthew’s suspicions. I knew this sly fox would become vigilant if I hid things from him, and he found out later. I had to break him down without revealing my intentions.

With this excuse, I frequented the wives of those clients, laying the groundwork for my future. To Matthew, I employed womanly tricks, which were nothing more than having meals and doing our nails together.

Although I bustled, he thought it would amount to nothing. Still, he praised me a few times, “This is good because eve