"Excuse me, President Vanderbilt or Movie King Reed, why are you two coming over together today?"
Just as Arabella Vanderbilt was about to wrap up this unexpected visit, a sudden voice interrupted her.
Arabella Vanderbilt paused, "This..."
Beside her, Yosef Reed rarely displayed a hint of a smile on his handsome face, but his voice remained indifferent.
"It's on the way."
The reporters all exchanged bewildered glances.
"On the way?"
"On the way..."
"What does 'on the way' mean?"
Arabella Vanderbilt seemed to suddenly realize something, turned her body, and looked at Yosef Reed with eyes full of warning.
Yosef Reed's smile widened, with an obvious hint of vengeful mischief.
"We live in the same place, so it's normal for it to be on the way."
"..."
"..."
"The meaning of living in the same place is..."
Yosef Reed shrugged his brows and turned to look at Arabella Vanderbilt, with eyes so full of tenderness and affection that they could make bones melt.
