Virginia put on a brave face while quietly glancing at Georgina to see how she was reacting. As expected, Georgina's face was slightly flushed, and she looked furious, radiating intense indignation and contempt. It seemed like she was about to storm right up to Addison. Virginia couldn't help but smile to herself. Her plan had worked. Now, it seemed like she wouldn't even have to lift a finger. Georgina would likely take care of Addison for her. This was what they called using someone else's hand to kill. Her mind was swirling with dark thoughts, but on the outside, she maintained that innocent, kind expression. "Ms. Hamilton, let's go. It looks like it's already crowded over there, and if we don't head out soon, we'll miss our chance. "I also noticed you don't like squeezing through crowds," Virginia said with a caring expression. "When we get there, I'll go ahead and make my way through, and you can just follow me. "That way, if any of the stronger people try to push past, I'll be able to protect you." Georgina felt a surge of warmth in her heart. Virginia was so thoughtful, so kind. It made her even more determined to give Addison a good lesson. "Ms. Hamilton?" Virginia asked in confusion when Georgina didn't respond. Georgina looked at her. "We're not going," Georgina said firmly. "Huh? Why not?" Virginia asked, pretending to be surprised. "I'm going to teach her a lesson," Georgina declared. "If we don't do something, Addison will only get bolder and bully you more." Dealing with someone like her, you had to teach her a lesson first. As soon as Virginia heard that, her expression immediately changed. "No, no. "Addison really hasn't done anything wrong ... We can't go. It'll hurt her.""How could she not be at fault?!" Georgina interrupted Virginia's hesitation, raising her voice. Georgina felt a pang of guilt as she looked at Virginia's frightened face. She realized she had frightened her. Virginia's temper was just like a little white rabbit. She looked soft and delicate, and her personality was very meek. Even a slightly loud voice could make her cry. Georgina quickly eased her expression and softened her tone to avoid scaring Virginia. "I've made my decision. You stay here and relax." She was resolute, and no one could change her mind. Virginia still seemed reluctant. "But ... But ... this isn't right. It's immoral. Ms. Hamilton, you really shouldn't go ... " "Is what Addison did really moral?" Georgina said sarcastically. "What she did goes against all decency." "But ... But ... Lance really likes Addison. If he finds out, he definitely won't let it go ... " Virginia hesitated, still unsure. Georgina was firm in her reassurance. "Don't worry about it. This is all on me. It has nothing to do with you." If Lance came to defend Addison or seek revenge, Georgina would handle it herself. Besides, what could Lance use to confront her? He wasn't even worthy of it. Virginia still looked unsure, speaking hesitantly, her clear eyes filled with worry and fear. "Still ... I don't think it's a good idea." Seeing Virginia like this, Georgina felt a rush of frustration inside. But she also knew that with Virginia's kind nature, being forceful would probably backfire. For now, she'd have to convince her that they weren't going, calm her down, and later figure out a way to teach Addison a lesson. She sighed. Then, feigning anger, she warned Virginia, "I'll do what you want and not go, but don't come crying to me later! "If we miss this chance, Addison will just keep clinging to Lance, and by then, it'll be too late to do anything."A look of relief crossed Virginia's face. "Really?! You're not going?" There was still a hint of disbelief in her eyes. "I'm not going," Georgina said, looking disappointed. "You're begging me like this, how could I still go?" Georgina clearly gave in. "Great! Let's go!" Virginia's eyes sparkled with genuine joy, her innocent expression showing that she was truly happy. Georgina felt a sense of helplessness inside, but on the outside, she acted as though nothing was wrong, letting Virginia pull her along. ... Lance was gripping Addison's wrist so tightly that she couldn't move. She gritted her teeth and tried to pull away, but it was useless. Lance said a lot in front of her, but Addison's attention was entirely focused on trying to free herself from his grip, and she didn't hear a word he said. No matter how much strength she used, she couldn't break free. In the past, when Lance held her wrist, although she couldn't escape, she could at least manage to loosen his grip enough to create some space. But today, she was completely helpless. His hand was stuck to her wrist like it was glued, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free. What was happening? Had Lance been hitting the gym lately? How else could his strength have suddenly increased so much? "Lance, are you finished? Can I leave now?" The man's grip was so tight that Addison had no choice but to ignore the reddened wrist, focusing only on getting away as quickly as she could. "No!" The man said with a gloomy face and gritted teeth. "You need to explain yourself today." Addison looked at Lance's determined face and frowned in confusion.She didn't understand why he was insisting on an explanation. Whether she explained or not had nothing to do with him. Her living situation with the man was irrelevant to Lance, so why was this such a big deal? Both of them had signed the divorce papers. After that, he and Virginia got happily married, had children, and worked together to manage the Johnston Enterprise, while taking care of the Johnstons ... How perfect was that? Why couldn't Lance understand? Why was he still obsessing over whether she was living with another man? Addison seriously wanted to smash Lance's head open with a hammer and see what was going on inside. Had he lost his mind? "I have nothing to say." "Nothing to say?" Lance's voice was cold, with a trace of disbelief. "How could you have nothing to say?!" Addison's gaze was indifferent, and her tone casual. "What's there to say? You've already seen the shoes there. What else do I need to explain?" Lance's heart sank a little. "So, you really are living with another man?" Lance asked, each word coming out slowly, as though by speaking more slower, he might get a different answer. He hoped to hear some kind of defense from her. Addison looked at him calmly. She neither confirmed nor denied it. The answer was clear. With the last shred of hope shattered, Lance's face instantly tightened. His body even trembled slightly. Addison was oblivious to Lance's change. Without looking at him, she demanded, "Let me go. "If you don't let go, you'll break my wrist."Lance lowered his gaze. Addison's slender and delicate wrist was gripped in his palm, and each tiny bone pressed against his hand. He was trembling slightly, and his eyes were bloodshot. "Lance, let me go." Lance ignored her urgent voice, a strange mix of emotions surging inside him, pushing him to the brink of losing control. He tightened his grip on her wrist, as if he wanted to crush her bones, to meld them into his own flesh and blood.