The angel who saved him finally came—
Jackson Russo suddenly jumped up from his chair and ran to the two people like a gust of wind.
"Big Brother, Sister-in-law, you... good!"
"..."
"..."
Joel Russo and Arabella Vanderbilt looked at Jackson Russo with helplessness.
Does Yumi Stewart know about his current unruly appearance?
"What sister-in-law? The two of them haven't even started! You... you spineless thing, still sucking up to call her sister-in-law!"
Old Master Russo was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, holding the chess piece in his hand as if he was going to throw it at Jackson Russo.
"There's no semblance of it, Grandpa, Big Brother and Sister-in-law are living together, okay?"
"...Simply... simply shameless!"
Jackson Russo looked indifferent, "This is the gap that can't be bridged between you and us, the new generation of socialist successors!"
"Courting death, aren't you? ... I'll make the move, hurry over and continue the game!"
