"Don't go ... " Virginia called out, grabbing the edge of Luca's coat just as he started to turn away. Reluctantly, Luca stopped and turned back toward her. "What is it now?" he asked, his tone shifting from patient to slightly irritated. "I've already told you, you can't come in. There's no point in discussing it any further." If they were searching for someone else from the Daves, Luca might have been more accommodating. But it was clear—they were after the Divine Healer ... Matthew. Matthew had withdrawn from the world years ago, avoiding contact with outsiders. As the head of the family, nobody dared to bring anyone to him without his express permission. Luca, on his own, would never take such a risk. "Is it really impossible?" Virginia asked, her eyes wide with pleading, filled with desperation. With her soft and innocent expression, it would have been hard for anyone to ignore her. Luca's face remained stoic. "No."Virginia cursed under her breath. How is he so unaffected? I have practically laid everything on the table for him ... yet he's still so indifferent? Has my charm faded? I have used this strategy countless times before, and it has always worked ... What is wrong today? Maybe staying up all night on the plane has taken a toll on my skin? She absentmindedly pinched her cheek, mentally reminding herself to do more face masks when she got back ... "Please, just let us see the Divine Healer ... " Virginia begged, still holding tightly to Luca's sleeve, unwilling to release her grip. Her eyes were so enchanting that even women found themselves momentarily spellbound by them. But Luca remained unmoved, taking a half-step back before speaking with an icy edge, "Lady, please show some restraint. "This is the Daves, not a club or hotel. Your actions are not appropriate here."The atmosphere immediately became tense. What had seemed like harmless behavior at first now felt off—almost as if Virginia were intentionally flirting with him. Her face paled, and she suddenly didn't know where to place her hands. She couldn't bring herself to let go, fearing that the moment she did, Luca would shut the door with no hesitation. If that happened, all the effort they had put into their long journey to Kreshill would have been wasted. "Are you still not going to release me?" Luca's voice cut through the air with an undeniable sharpness. "If you keep holding onto me like this, how do you think the man next to you will feel?" His eyes flicked to Lance, his words carrying a pointed message. The guy may be good-looking, but he clearly can't even manage his own girlfriend. Watching her act so freely with another man, he's just standing there like a bystander. It's honestly pathetic. Lance caught the underlying meaning in Luca's words without any trouble. His eyes narrowed, and a grim look crossed his face. The tension in the air became almost suffocating.Even Addison, standing a little farther away, could sense something wasn't right between the three of them. Her gaze instinctively shifted to where they stood. "Are you still holding on, Miss?" Luca's patience was now wearing thin, his voice colder than before. Virginia swallowed, her hand still tightly gripping his sleeve. But as she noticed Lance's increasingly dark expression, her hand began to tremble. Should I let go? Why does Lance look so upset? Before she could decide, a voice suddenly rang out in her ear. "Let go." "Huh?" Virginia paused, unsure of the voice's source. Seeing Virginia still clutching his coat, Luca glanced at Lance, his eyes almost challenging. "I'm curious, what exactly is your relationship?" He continued with a sly smirk, "Whatever it is, you don't seem like a couple. Otherwise, how could your girlfriend be so disobedient?" The implication was clear. Lance's expression darkened at once.I'm not at a point in my life where I need a woman's beauty or charm to manipulate a situation ... "I said let go. Didn't you hear me?" Lance's voice rose sharply. The harshness of his tone made Virginia instinctively pull her hand away from Luca's coat, as if compelled by the command. A sense of unease gripped her, though she couldn't explain why. She just released her grip without thinking. By the time she realized what had happened, Luca had already turned and slammed the door shut with a force that made it seem like an insurmountable barrier between them and the Daves. "Hey!" Virginia couldn't even finish her sentence before stomping her foot in frustration. She stared at the closed door, disbelief written all over her face. "How rude! How can they treat their own family like that?" she fumed. Despite being from a side branch of the Daves, she still had blood ties to them, and this cold treatment was completely unacceptable. "Lance, what now?" she asked, her voice tinged with panic. Lance stood still, his gaze fixed on the massive bronze door, silent. Virginia shifted uncomfortably beside him, unable to sit still. Then it hit her—she had let go of Luca's coat because Lance had ordered her to. Lance must have known that the moment I released my grip, the Daves would immediately shut the door. So why did he make me do it? All this time wasted, and now, we can't even get inside. Her emotions were conflicted. Part of her felt a deep disappointment—she had hoped to slip into the Daves residence and uncover some secrets. Yet, there was a small sense of relief as well. The elderly man lying in the hospital was beyond help now. If they couldn't reach the Divine Healer, then he would face whatever fate awaited him. Thinking about how Steven could no longer stop her from marrying into the Johnstons filled Virginia with a surge of satisfaction. Her frustration with Luca seemed to fade away, replaced by a quiet victory. Meanwhile, Lance remained lost in thought, his brow furrowed as he stared at the imposing door. ... Addison, standing off to the side, quietly observed the scene by the door. As Luca slammed it shut without a second thought, she couldn't help but silently feel sorry for Lance and Virginia for a moment. Despite Virginia's protests, Luca had remained firm in his stance. Addison couldn't help but admire his unwavering resolve. He truly embodied the discipline of the Daves. Just then, her phone began to buzz, the familiar ringtone cutting through the silence. She quickly bent down to check the screen—it was Leon calling. Flustered, she pressed the answer button. "Addy, where are you? Your grandfather's been searching all over for you. You need to hurry back!" Leon's voice crackled through the phone. "Grandpa's looking for me? Is something urgent?" Addison asked, feeling confused."I don't know what it is, but he's in a hurry. You need to come back now! I can barely hold things together here ... " Leon's voice sounded strained, full of frustration. Addison glanced at Lance and Virginia, contemplating what to do. Should I go in now? If she did, it would mean walking straight into the Daves Residence in front of Lance and Virginia, who had just been turned away so harshly. How would they react if I did?