Looking at the menu in her hand, Arabella Vanderbilt glanced up at Joel Russo.
"A bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup, please."
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Joel Russo stayed by Arabella Vanderbilt's side all along. Jackson Russo sent a message to express his concern and, in passing conversation, tried to gauge his brother's current mood.
Arabella noticed Joel's continued grim expression, feeling a bit melancholic inside, she messaged Jackson—
"What if he's still upset?"
Jackson Russo: "Did you try the trick I told you yesterday? If seduction doesn't work, just take the initiative! That's what men like!"
"I'll directly pass your suggestion on to Yumi Stewart."
Jackson Russo: "What the hell does this have to do with her?"
"Aren't you the one who likes that approach? Let her show you then!"
Jackson Russo: "..."
Jackson Russo: "Seems like things aren't going well. I won't visit the hospital today. Good luck to you!"
Putting her phone down, Arabella gently exhaled and cautiously asked:
