"What do you mean?"
Arabella Vanderbilt curled her lips into a smile, her face full of enigmatic meaning.
Jackson Russo felt his curiosity itch at her mysterious smile.
"Sis-in-law... good sis-in-law... what does that even mean?"
Looking at Jackson's tall and upright figure circling around her with an eager expression, Arabella's smile deepened.
"You're dying to know, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I want to know!"
Arabella nodded, "Now that's the spirit."
"..." Jackson blinked his eyes, utterly baffled.
"What's the spirit?"
Arabella glanced at him, "I'm teasing you, isn't it obvious? That's exactly what Grandpa is doing; if he doesn't bug me, I'd be concerned."
Jackson was confused for a moment before suddenly realizing.
"Sis-in-law, you're... You're so scheming! You dare to tease Grandpa!"
Joel Russo lifted his eyes and shot Jackson a look, "Do you have a death wish?"
Jackson promptly covered his mouth with both hands, his expression full of survival instincts.
