"Are you a tycoon now?"
Joel looked down at the petite woman lying on his stomach and raised his eyebrows.
"What are you planning now?"
What do you mean 'planning now'?
Did she plan something before?
Arabella didn't answer directly, "Just randomly asking."
Joel shook his head, "No, I'm not."
Upon hearing this, Arabella furrowed her brows, "Didn't I give you two billion in Las Vegas before?"
"Two billion makes you a tycoon?"
Arabella opened her mouth but didn't speak for a long time.
Two billion not making one a tycoon?!!
What does he perceive as the standard for being a tycoon?!
She herself feels she's a super tycoon now!
"Two billion counts as being a tycoon."
Joel said, "Hmm? So being a tycoon isn't all that rich."
For heaven's sake, shut up and stop talking!
If someone else were to hear this, it might lead to a disaster!
It's unbelievably infuriating.
"Then the two billion..."
"What for? Didn't you give it to me? Want to take it back?"
