Arabella Vanderbilt's face stiffened, while Isabella Harrison raised an eyebrow and leaned against Arabella's chest, looking up at the suddenly appearing man.
That look, it was as if he wanted to tear her apart.
"The baby's dad, the Lord Executive Chief is sooo scary~~."
Isabella carefully observed Joel Russo's expression. With each word she spoke, she could clearly see Joel's stunningly handsome face muscles twitch.
She was practically dying with laughter inside; this man's possessiveness was nothing short of fierce.
Joel Russo, truly a god among men.
The aura emanating from him was piercing and threatening, and the anger was genuinely boiling in turmoil.
Arabella felt a bit guilty, knowing full well that...
Joel's gaze fell on Arabella's face, his voice low as he called out, "Arabella..."
With the mere utterance, the threat was icy to the bone.
Arabella lowered her gaze and shot a sidelong glance at the gloating Isabella.
