Chapter 463: His Nemesis

Arabella Vanderbilt felt helpless, considering the position the two of them were in, what other "plans" could he possibly have in mind?

It was nothing but an excuse to get a kiss and a hug!

This man, with a face that could bewitch the whole world and an air of noble steadiness, always managed to act in ways that were childishly amusing. Oh, the irony...

"Hurry up."

Joel Russo's deep voice urged her, his eyes holding an almost imperceptible anticipation.

Arabella glanced once again toward the living room to make sure no one was there and then quickly planted a kiss on Joel Russo's lips, swift as lightning.

"..."

Joel Russo didn't move, and Arabella watched him.

After a while, not only did Joel Russo's expression fail to improve, but it grew increasingly solemn.

"That's it?"

Arabella sighed, "That's enough, right? I still need to go cook."

As she spoke, she tried to jump down but Joel Russo caught her around the waist.

"It's not enough. I'm still not appeased."

"But..."