"Twenty billion, and the heir of the Russo Financial Corporation only values themselves at a measly twenty billion and still feels smug, being kept? Haha, truly... shameless."
Joel Russo's long eyebrows furrowed, and Arabella Vanderbilt clenched his hand tightly beside him, worried he might clash with the Old Master.
Joel Russo gripped her hand in return and spoke in a very calm voice.
"No matter the worth of the heir of the Russo Financial Corporation, I don't care. To me, it's worthless."
"Worthless? Do you know whose mouth this sounds like it came from?"
"..."
"Words from those who have accomplished nothing and own nothing! Just like some people say not everything in this world can be bought with money. It makes them seem sentimental, noble, and full of love and loyalty. In the end, it's all because they have nothing! They have nothing, so they find a reason to sell sentiments for their failures and lack of possessions.
