Arabella Vanderbilt was taken aback, "…I… what I meant was… why are you giving me so many houses?"
"The Russo Family doesn't lack these houses!" Joel Russo's voice suddenly sounded deep, his eyes simultaneously fixed on the string of keys in Arabella Vanderbilt's hand, and Arabella quickly hugged them to her chest.
Declan Wolles would make up some excuse later, and she'd accept it.
No such thing as a free lunch.
Declan Wolles glanced at Joel Russo disdainfully, hands in his pockets, chin lifted as he said:
"Isn't it just common sense? I'm always so busy, maybe someday I won't be around. What if you're bullied and run away from home out of anger, or he falls for someone else and kicks you out? You need a place to stay."
"…"
"…"
"…"
The entire living room fell silent for a few seconds.
Then, Grandma Rodbell, Ruth Wills, and Isabella Harrison nodded repeatedly and emphatically, "That's right! Makes sense, Young Master Wolles thought it all through."
