Valerie didn't expect Dylan's wife to be so shameless and immediately tried to interrupt her recording. Using her pregnancy as a shield, Dylan's wife protected herself with her belly. The more Valerie tried to grab the phone, the guiltier she seemed.

After Dylan's wife finished recording, she put away her phone with satisfaction and said smugly, "I've recorded the video. Think carefully about your actions. If you dare to badmouth my husband, even a little, after leaving, I'll make both of you outcasts in Kranson City!"

Valerie's anger, which had subsided, exploded again. She thought, "Katherine is the victim, yet she's being threatened! It's ridiculous!"

"Hand over your phone," Valerie said. "Don't make me get physical!"

Valerie's voice was bone-chilling. Dylan's wife was frightened, but she quickly straightened her neck and said, "Forget it. I won't give it to you!"

"Give it to me!" Valerie demanded.

"Don't force me," Dylan's wife said. "Would you believe me if I said I'd post it online now?"

Behind them, Dylan finally snapped out of his daze. He clutched his head and angrily approached Valerie.

"Birch, how dare you hit me?" he said.

Gritting his teeth, he raised his fist to hit Valerie, swearing revenge. Unexpectedly, a strong hand grabbed his wrist. He tried to shake it off, but the other person's strength was overwhelming.

Only then did Dylan look up to see who had intervened. He met a pair of bone-chilling eyes.

It was Mr. Grant. Dylan felt a chill run down his spine. His eyes widened in disbelief, and his legs trembled.

"Mr. Grant," he stammered. He thought, How is Mr. Grant here? He was so nervous he could barely speak. Matthew's grip was incredibly tight.

"Who are you?" Dylan's wife asked. "What right do you have to grab my husband? Let go of him!" She was anxious, finding the unfamiliar man incredibly imposing.

Her outburst turned Matthew's gaze toward her. He spoke sparingly, each word cold as ice: "Delete the video."

Dylan's wife was furious. "You're in cahoots with them! I'm not deleting it. If you don't let go of my husband, I'll post it online! I'll ruin them!"

But Dylan interrupted, "Shut up! Delete the video!"

His wife was incredulous. "Hubby, why are we scared of them?"

Dylan, his arm numb from Matthew's grip, felt a chilling sensation. He didn't dare meet Matthew's gaze. "I said delete it! Now!"

Scared by his tone, his wife quickly deleted the video.

After confirming its deletion, Matthew's cold glance made Dylan feel as if he were being cut to pieces.

"Let's go," Matthew said to Valerie.

Appropriate boundaries between genders should be maintained, especially given Katherine's situation. Instead of directly supporting Katherine, Matthew removed his suit jacket and gave it to Valerie, who gratefully draped it over Katherine. Before leaving, Valerie also picked up Katherine's phone.