For a moment, Arabella Vanderbilt became the scapegoat in the eyes of everyone in the common game room.
Jackson Russo discreetly wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead, and said to Joel Russo:
"Bro, although we're not short on money, we can't keep up with sis-in-law like this. At this rate, we're looking at losing several tens of millions tonight!"
Joel Russo remained expressionless, "As long as she's happy."
Jackson Russo twitched his lips and gave Joel Russo a thumbs up.
"Impressive!"
Sure, you could give up the company, so what are a few tens of millions?
"But bro, you're not like before now. Without Russo Corporation, your money only comes in and doesn't go out... be careful, or you won't be able to support your wife and kids after it's all spent..."
