Joel Russo furrowed his brow, "I didn't ask for your opinion."
Old Master Russo's forehead instantly creased into a knot. He glared coldly at Joel Russo and barked angrily:
"Are you serious?"
Just as Joel Russo was about to speak, Old Master Russo suddenly roared:
"You better think carefully before you say anything!"
His eyes were filled with a heavy warning.
Joel Russo narrowed his eyes, his thin lips moved slightly, but Arabella Vanderbilt gently held his hand.
"Can you tell me your reason for saying I'm not suitable?"
Old Master Russo's gaze abruptly shifted to her. "Is this a place for you to speak?"
The temperature in the living room dropped further, even the smile on Yuda Russo's face faded noticeably.
Everyone else looked solemn.
Old Master Russo's unbridled anger wasn't something seen often.
