"Even you belong to me, so it all fits."
Arabella Vanderbilt glanced up at him. Joel Russo raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a captivating smile.
"So are you going to place your vote or not?"
Joel Russo nodded, "Give me a kiss and I'll vote for you."
As he spoke, his extraordinarily handsome face lowered towards her.
Arabella's face flushed red, and she reached out to push against his shoulders to prevent him from getting closer.
"Stop fooling around!"
Grandma really was right, men have no sense of occasion when it comes to doing things!
Sensing that the atmosphere in the living room was a bit off, Arabella turned her head nonchalantly, leaned back on the sofa, and casually scanned the room.
Grandma Rodbell was naturally delighted, beaming as she said:
"Look at how close you two are, you might as well just get married."
