"Checking up on me?"
Arabella Vanderbilt raised an eyebrow, "Yeah."
"Satisfied?"
Arabella pondered for a moment, then pointed at his computer, "That... really isn't a problem?"
"It's fine."
Joel Russo smiled, noticing Arabella Vanderbilt's complexion was not as pale as before, and he felt more at ease.
Arabella was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"Satisfied."
Then she added, "But judging by your look, it seems the situation is a bit tricky. Is that person really about to breach the firewall you personally designed?"
Arabella gazed intently at Joel's face, not for any reason other than that his face was so incredibly handsome and charming, leaving no room in her mind for those intricate things.
