Arabella Vanderbilt slowly straightened up and murmured to him, "They'd better be as smart as you."
Joel Russo gently stroked her hair and nodded, "Mmm, everything will be as you say. There are many things to make you happy to think about, like... I'm the richest. In the future, our babies will only grow up in the best environment and become the most perfect versions of themselves. Hmm?"
Thinking about the carefree life their babies would have, a bright light gradually appeared in Arabella Vanderbilt's eyes.
Their future children would surely be the happiest, and she would love them very much, very, very much.
She wanted to watch them be born, watch them grow little by little, give them the best genes, the best life, and the best love.
Nothing was more important than the babies.
It was clear that Arabella's emotions had genuinely shifted back at this moment.
Joel Russo kissed her on the tip of her nose, feeling reassured yet still a little jealous.
