"Oh my lord, sister-in-law, I mean it—are you in need of a younger brother?"
The words were said jokingly, but the admiration was sincere.
Rowan Benett had already figured this out clearly in his heart. Those people weren't entirely wrong in what they said, but they only knew about Arabella Vanderbilt's considerable influence. What they didn't grasp was—when the time comes, whose name will this shopping mall be under?
And considering the Russo Corporation's brand name, what kind of reaction will that bring?
He had always thought that no woman in this world could truly match Brother Russo.
If there was, it would just be a "Prince and Cinderella" story, revolving around Brother Russo's preferences.
Just like sister-in-law—no matter how capable she might be, could she really compare to Brother Russo?
