On the contrary, she liked Joel Russo's touch, liked how he carried that noble and restrained face while teasing her, bantering with her, and stirring her emotions...
None of it, she rejected.
She loved Joel Russo.
Truly loved him.
Perhaps people really shouldn't overthink. Whenever she thought of Joel Russo, her whole state seemed to slowly come back to life.
At this moment, her phone began ringing.
Coincidentally, it was the person she had just been thinking about.
She took a deep breath and answered the call.
"Hmm?" Arabella Vanderbilt responded.
"Arabella."
From the other end of the line came the man's familiar, low voice. However, the smile that had just risen on Arabella's face gradually faded.
Because Joel Russo rarely called her by name. On the rare occasions he did, it was usually because she had somehow upset him, prompting him to use her full name.
Even now, separated by the distance of the call, she could sense his strict and steady tone.
