Amanda Rhodes looked up, not the least bit embarrassed. On the contrary, she let out an "Oh!" and said, "The guest rooms in the villa are too small. I heard your room was spacious, so I came over to have a look. I didn't expect the lighting to be so good in here! I plan on sleeping in here with you tonight."
Chloe Sinclair: "..."
'It's pitch-black outside. How can she possibly tell what the lighting is like?'
'She couldn't even come up with a decent excuse.'
"Aunt, I'm not really comfortable sleeping with other people."
Hearing this, Amanda Rhodes's face instantly bloomed into a smile. She quickly said, "That's fine, that's fine! You can sleep in my room. That one's spacious too. You're petite, so it'll be a perfect fit."
The corner of Chloe Sinclair's mouth twitched. She couldn't help but point out, "This is my room."
'She might be a guest, but she certainly wasn't acting like one, even trying to sleep in the master bedroom.'
