"Even if I had, I wouldn't allow myself to care. What I care about most now is your future son-in-law."
"Alright, alright, I know he's my future son-in-law. Stop reminding me eight hundred times a day."
Thinking about the little life inside Isabella Harrison's belly, her mood gradually improved a bit.
"Isn't this just to make sure you love us well?"
The two walked towards the villa.
Arabella Vanderbilt thought, maybe after having a child, she really wouldn't have too much time to think about other things.
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Just as they entered the living room, the Old Master called out to Arabella Vanderbilt.
"Come with me to the study."
Arabella's smile gradually faded, a layer of solemnity forming in her gentle brows.
"Okay."
"No way!"
Ruth Wills suddenly stood up from the sofa, tossing the half-peeled apple onto the coffee table.
"There's no outsider in this house. Whatever you have to say, just say it. No need to talk to her alone."
