"It sounds indeed perfect, but is marrying Michael Lees really the best choice for Isabella?"
Joel Russo slightly furrowed his brow, "These kinds of matters can't be intervened in too much; it's all up to them in the end. You can't control their lives forever."
Arabella Vanderbilt fell silent for a while, before finally letting out a light sigh, "That's true."
The feelings between two people, no matter how close another person might be, are not something one can meddle in too much.
In this world, there truly isn't anything that can be completely empathized with.
Seeing Arabella still unable to let go, Joel Russo raised his hand to caress her cheek.
"Alright, don't worry too much! In a few days, there's a charity gala, I'll take you there to distract yourself."
Arabella looked up at him, "In a few days? When exactly?"
"June 13th."
Joel Russo spoke indifferently, and Arabella's starry eyes paused for half a second before she let out a gentle breath.
