Madeline's conscience was bothering her, so she turned her head and feigned to stare out the window at the scenery outside.

"My ID name? What makes you think I'd go with such a repulsive one? It sounds so undesirable."

She pretended to casually look through the closet to shift the topic as quickly as possible.

"You don't have any women's clothes here, do you? How am I supposed to go out later?"

Madeline's expression revealed her displeasure as she frowned and glanced down at her lace night robe. She thought he was aristocratic, but she had no idea his choice in nighties was so perverted.

What was she supposed to put on at this point?

The one she wore was quite revealing compared to her usual pajamas, which had cartoon figures.

Julius didn't expose her intention to digress from the topic.