But looking at the Eldest Young Master's expression, it seemed like things weren't going well.
The few people glanced around, unsure of what to do.
In the end, they all tacitly pretended not to notice and busied themselves with their own tasks.
Joel Russo stepped forward as Arabella Vanderbilt turned to go to the sink, planning to wash the dishes.
Instead, Joel Russo grabbed her arm and pulled her into his embrace.
"When did you manage to see our childhood photos? Hmm?"
Arabella Vanderbilt propped her hands on his shoulders and glanced around.
Although the servants were busy, their gazes still involuntarily drifted over with a hint of a sneaky smile.
Their eyes were full of suggestive amusement.
Arabella Vanderbilt blushed, pushing against Joel Russo's chest, "Let go of me quickly..."
However, Joel Russo had no intention of letting her go; instead, he tightly wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her closely against his tall, slender body.
"Hey..."
