The car finally stopped at the entrance of the HK Russo Corporation Tower.
The building was grand and imposing, as if rooted firmly in this bustling commercial city, noble yet domineering.
It truly possessed the grandeur that the Russo Corporation should have.
Because Jackson Russo was by her side, Arabella Vanderbilt had no obstacles when entering.
"Second Young Master."
"Second Young Master."
"Hello, Second Young Master..."
The people in the company all greeted Jackson Russo with solemn expressions, without cracking a smile.
As for Jackson Russo, his expression was equally serious and cold, with a look that warned others to keep their distance.
Despite the fact that he was carrying two bags of clothes.
His aura was not diminished in the slightest.
Arabella couldn't help but be a bit curious.
Was Jackson Russo's two-faced nature really so obvious?
Just like his mother, appearing one way before family and another way before outsiders, both frivolous yet serious and cold.
