Arabella Vanderbilt shrugged and placed the two chess pieces back on the board.
Anyway, she had already won one of the three-game bet, so at the start of the third round, neither Jackson Russo nor Joel Russo cared too much about the outcome.
The two brothers lazily sipped tea from the sidelines, with Joel occasionally pouring a small cup for Arabella.
Whenever Arabella saw the tea placed beside her, she drank it without hesitation, and once finished, Joel would pour another cup for her.
At first, Old Master Russo's glances would often dart toward Joel.
This brat! He's so good at *serving* her!
Normally, this old man rarely saw him take the initiative to serve *him*!
Joel wasn't oblivious to Old Master Russo's stern gaze. Each time he noticed the glare directed at him, he would obediently pour a cup for the old man.
The old man pressed his lips together in displeasure.
So now he's being dealt with *"on the side"*?
