Addison unexpectedly found herself in Michael's embrace, a strange, uncomfortable sensation washing over her. She broke away from his embrace instantly, with no hesitation at all. She pulled away from him effortlessly, clearly wanting to distance herself from any connection to Michael. ... Virginia was staring at her phone in disbelief. Her finger hadn't even reached the camera button when the two in front of her quickly pulled apart. From her angle, it looked as though Addison would have preferred to be miles away from the man. She didn't capture anything! Fuming, Virginia threw her phone in frustration. It hit the car interior with a loud bang. The driver and Francesca were both startled. "Ms. Dolton, what happened? Why are you so upset?" Francesca quickly asked. Seeing Virginia still frowning and silent, Francesca cautiously added, "You just had a beauty treatment today. If you keep frowning like that, it will be wasted ... Ms. Dolton, with your beauty, you really shouldn't let anger show on your face. Wrinkles wouldn't look good on you." Instantly, Virginia relaxed her frown. Was she going to get wrinkles because of Addison? Addison didn't deserve to cause her any stress. Francesca observed Virginia's actions and spoke up again, "Ms. Dolton, what's got you so upset? If you tell me, I might be able to offer some advice." Virginia gave her a brief glance before lifting her chin in a haughty gesture, pointing toward the left side of the car window. "Just look for yourself." Her nonchalant demeanor made it clear she wasn't expecting any helpful suggestions from Francesca. Francesca looked out the car window. Despite being in her late forties or early fifties, her eyesight was still sharp, thanks to a lifetime of hard work and little exposure to electronic devices."Is that Ms. Daves?" "Yeah," Virginia squinted, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "She's sneaking around with a man." "But who's the man next to her?" Francesca asked, confused. She didn't recognize him at all. "Keith Dean. Who else could it be?" Virginia didn't even blink as she spoke. "She told everyone at the party that I was wrongfully accusing her, and now she's hugging Keith right in front of me. How ironic!" Francesca's eyes widened in shock. "Huh ... " "They were so close, hugging each other like that. It's a shame I missed it," Virginia said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "I was going to take a picture and show it to Lance, but I didn't expect Addison to be so alert. They barely hugged before she pulled away," Virginia continued, clearly frustrated. Francesca thought for a moment. "Ms. Dolton, don't be upset. "They're still standing together, right? Just record a video, and you'll have no trouble capturing a shot of them getting close." Virginia, though clearly annoyed and thinking the suggestion was pointless, tried to maintain a calm tone for the sake of politeness. "They're standing miles apart. Even if I record a video, I won't get any intimate shots." Francesca shook her head at Virginia's response. "How could you not capture it? It's just a matter of angle." Her words were clearly loaded with meaning. Virginia, already feeling irritated and disinterested, suddenly perked up. "You mean ... " Francesca smiled and nodded. "Exactly." "Would you like me to get out and take the picture for you?" "No need, I'll do it myself," Virginia said, her smile turning sly. Although she smiled, there was something almost sinister about it. Without wasting another moment, she practically rushed out of the car. She took a few steps forward and adjusted her phone to the perfect angle. ... Addison's sudden movement left Michael momentarily stunned.The strange, unsettling feeling that had made his heart race quickly faded as soon as Addison pulled away. Michael also noticed the faint scent of Addison fading as she pulled away. Snapping back to his senses, he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that." Addison brushed the wind-blown strands of hair from her face and waved it off. "It's okay, I know it wasn't on purpose. You were just trying to help me pick it up, and it was an accident." She knew it was clearly an accident. Michael heard Addison's quick and unhesitant response, and he looked up at her, his eyes unreadable. After a while, he nodded. "Yeah." Addison straightened her bag, then pulled out her phone to open Ryan's WhatsApp number. "Go ahead and save his phone numbers." To avoid any unwanted connection with Michael, she directly showed Ryan's WhatsApp number, choosing not to share her own. Ever since Harvey left, she had been keeping to herself and avoiding social interactions. The less connection, the better. When Michael saw the number, he understood Addison's stance—she didn't want to share her WhatsApp number with him. She was distancing herself from him. Although Michael felt disappointed, there was nothing he could do about it. Michael's expression remained unchanged, his smile polite and courteous as always. He bent down to see Ryan's number, saved it, and then held his phone up to Addison. "Done." Addison glanced up at the sound of his voice, giving him a quick look. "Okay. "Well, I'll be on my way then." She had done what he needed to, and now it was time to leave. Without waiting for a response, Addison turned and walked away. But before Addison could take more than a few steps, Michael's voice called out, "Wait." His tone was slightly urgent. Addison turned to look at him. Michael jogged over to her side, closing the distance between them once more.Addison's eyes showed confusion. "What's the matter?" "Could you let Ryan know that I've saved his WhatsApp number when you get back and ask him to save mine?" Addison frowned, two words flashing through her mind. Just this? He sounded so anxious about something so trivial? Michael noticed the expression on Addison's face and quickly continued, explaining, "Please don't think I'm just making small talk. It's just that Ryan doesn't particularly like me. Even if I saved his number, there's a 90% chance he might block my WhatsApp contact." "How do you know Ryan doesn't like you?" Addison asked, raising an eyebrow. She knew Ryan well—he was a cheerful, straightforward young man with no ulterior motives. Ryan had always been well-behaved, almost to the point where Addison thought of him as a little puppy, affectionate and loyal, like family. There was no way he would dislike someone he'd just met. Unless Michael had provoked him or done something unforgivable. "Well ... " Michael hesitated, struggling to find the right words. He couldn't exactly say that Ryan disliked him because of her, could he? Not far from where they stood ... "Francesca, you're brilliant! I never knew you were this clever!" Virginia's smile nearly lit up her face. "My daughter often takes screenshots from videos. After seeing her do it so many times, I just remembered." In the phone Virginia held, Addison and Michael were standing so close that it was clear to anyone that their relationship was far from ordinary. After a while ... In the video on the phone, Michael jogged toward Addison, quickly closing the gap between them. "Ms. Dolton, now they're already standing so close, we can just take a straight-on shot—no need to worry about angles. "Otherwise, if we only have one angle, Addison might deny it later," Francesca reminded. Virginia's eyes lit up. "Francesca, you're so thoughtful!"