Her delicate pale face bore a hint of stubbornness, with soft brows and eyes, showcasing a coquettish allure and charm that was never seen outside.
After doing so much and finally reaching this point, how could she possibly say she wouldn't participate?
Because she knew that for Joel Russo, it was a form of "threat".
Even though he knew she wouldn't easily give up, Joel Russo still had to care.
She valued it; Joel Russo valued it even more.
"Not going? Do you no longer care about your reputation, or do you not want to marry me, huh?"
Joel Russo reached out and pulled Arabella Vanderbilt into his embrace, his low and sexy voice resounding above her head.
Arabella Vanderbilt looked up at him, those pitch-black eyes carrying a tender and doting smile, prompting a silent huff from her heart as she unconsciously moved her slightly pursed lips.
The color in Joel Russo's eyes deepened, tighter he pulled her into his chest.
