Old Master Russo snorted coldly, "If you can't take it, then get out. Do you think attending an international summit once makes you invincible?"
Arabella Vanderbilt closed her eyes deeply, trying her best to remain calm and not argue with him.
Then she opened her eyes and looked at him silently.
"I hope you'll recognize your own position. Even if I were to become invincible, it has nothing to do with you. Also, this international summit is neither your home ground nor convened by you. I am here by invitation today. If you insist on making me leave, then please… consult with the World Economic Union first. If they agree with your suggestion and renounce their invitation to me on the spot, then I will naturally leave."
"Or perhaps, you don't regard the World Economic Union at all, and if they all follow your every beck and call, then I can also leave today."
"You..."
Old Master was trembling all over with anger from Arabella's words.
