"Shouldn't we share a room?" Virginia asked, her tone casual, as though it was the most natural thing in the world. Lance's expression, however, made it clear he didn't share her perspective. Feeling uneasy, Virginia gently grasped his arm and spoke softly. "We're a couple, aren't we? Couples usually stay together. It doesn't make sense for us to sleep in separate rooms." She paused before adding, "Besides, I'll be scared staying alone here. I don't think I'll sleep well if I'm by myself." Her big, pleading eyes glistened with unshed tears as she gazed at him, looking pitiful. "Please, Lance. I'm truly scared." Lance studied her closely, but his expression remained indifferent. "No. You sleep alone in your apartment all the time. Why would you suddenly be afraid here at the Johnston Residence? Is your fear selective?" His blunt response exposed her excuse without hesitation.Virginia's face flushed red with embarrassment, and she lowered her gaze, unable to come up with a response. She had indeed fabricated the fear as an excuse to keep him nearby, but Lance's sharp words left her no room to preserve her dignity. Noticing how his words had flustered her, Lance sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, looking a little helpless. "I didn't mean to upset you," he said, his tone softening. "If you're scared, I can station a few bodyguards outside your door to help you feel safer." Virginia quickly shook her head. "That won't be necessary. I can manage." If Lance had stationed some bodyguards outside her door, Marilyn would surely have her opinions. She might think Virginia was being treated like royalty, coddled with security from the Johnstons even while she slept. Perhaps Marilyn would even see Virginia as unworthy but acting superior. Virginia shook her head inwardly. Until Marilyn truly accepted her, she didn't dare draw too much attention."Are you sure you don't need them?" Lance asked seriously. "Yes, I'm sure. I'd rather not inconvenience anyone," Virginia replied, eager to dismiss the idea. She was lucky enough to remain at Johnston Residence without provoking Marilyn's displeasure. The last thing she wanted was to anger Marilyn further. "Alright," Lance relented after noting her sincerity. "I'll ask Lana to bring you some clean clothes and a new blanket later." "Okay," Virginia agreed softly. As Lance turned to leave, he hesitated midway, glancing back. "If anything comes up, you can find me. I'll be in the room next door." Virginia's previously dim expression brightened in an instant. "Alright!" she replied enthusiastically, already forming an idea. Once Lance left, Virginia entered her room and surveyed it carefully. It was clearly a guest room, though refined and anything but ordinary. Still, she felt a wave of dissatisfaction. She was meant to be Lance's future wife. How could someone of her status be relegated to a guest room? She gritted her teeth. The thought infuriated her. She suddenly thought of Addison, who had likely stayed in the master bedroom before. Disgust flickered across Virginia's expression. Once she married Lance, she would make sure to remodel that room. There was no way she would live in a space Addison had used—it felt dirty to her. ... Lance had just removed his suit jacket and was about to step into the bathroom when a knock at the door made him pause. He stopped unbuttoning his shirt and walked over to answer it. When he opened the door, Virginia stood there, wrapped in a bath towel. Her skin looked soft and fair, her graceful neck exposed, and her bare feet delicate as if carved from frost. The towel barely covered her, leaving her slender legs visible, adding to her charm. Caught off guard, Lance quickly averted his eyes, feeling uneasy. "You ... "Noticing his embarrassment, Virginia felt a surge of satisfaction. She spoke in a playful tone. "Lance, I couldn't find a hair dryer in my room. Can I borrow one from you?" As she spoke, she adjusted her towel slightly, deliberately revealing a glimpse of her bosom. "A hair dryer?" Lance frowned, rejecting the idea without hesitation. "I don't have one here. You should ask Lana for help."