"Joel, how can you… allow yourself to have a weakness..."
"I won't become his weakness."
Arabella suddenly spoke, her cold and detached voice cutting through with undeniable authority.
Grandpa Russo opened his eyes and looked at her. Arabella continued.
"Yes, countless women would break their backs trying to enter the Russo Family, yearning for the life of a Young Mistress of a wealthy family. But your Russo Family—can you truly offer anyone the privileges of a rich Young Mistress?"
"The Russo Family may indeed be unmatched in wealth and status, but so what? No matter how much money you amass, you can't take it with you when you die!"
"Marry into wealth? I, Arabella Vanderbilt, am wealthy on my own. With my own abilities, I've earned enough money to live a life of extravagant luxury for the rest of my days!"
