She extended her hand.
Mother Russo almost simultaneously extended her hand as well.
The two paused briefly, then directly shook hands.
"Hello Madam, I'm Arabella Vanderbilt..."
"I know you. The three-time consecutive champion of the International Perfumery Competition, Star. I'm Joel Russo's mother, my name is Ruth Wills."
Arabella smiled and nodded, but Mother Russo didn't let go of her hand. Instead, she said:
"Shall we talk privately?"
This time, Arabella didn't even have a chance to speak.
She was pulled into an embrace by Joel, who had an arm over her shoulder, "I've worried enough these days just to see you, please don't scare her."
Mother Russo, seeing Joel so blatantly protective of a woman, had genuine warning in her eyes, and was serious in her stance.
She was definitely surprised.
More surprised than when she first learned of his engagement.
She thought that with her son's calm and indifferent nature, he would never make room for a woman in his life.
