Seeing that she was leaving for France the day after tomorrow, after dinner, Joel Russo directly kidnapped her to the floor below.
As soon as they entered, Joel Russo pressed Arabella Vanderbilt against the door with a stern face.
"What are you doing?"
Arabella, who had been jogging all the way, was still a little out of breath while speaking.
Joel Russo glared down at her with annoyance, "Still playing dumb, hmm?"
Arabella looked up at him, her face brimming with a teasing smile.
"Why would someone as clever as me play dumb? Being a fool is nothing to be proud of."
"..."
Joel Russo stared at her, momentarily at a loss for words.
However, it was only for a moment. The corners of Joel Russo's thin lips suddenly curved into a faint, mischievous smile that was rarely seen on his distinguished and handsome face.
He reached out to pinch her chin, his lofty body inching closer to Arabella Vanderbilt.
