As soon as Old Madam's voice faded, the hospital room that had momentarily quieted suddenly erupted into a frenzy!
"The Junior Chairman of Russo Financial Corporation?!"
"Yes, yes, he's been working hard for the overseas company for so many years, and now that the overseas branches have stabilized, he's going to formally take over Russo Corporation!"
"Exactly, I also heard he's supposed to come back these days!"
"I hear he's only twenty-eight and is about to become the global Chief Executive Officer of Russo Financial Corporation! So domineering!"
Voices of admiration and infatuation rose and fell, but someone suddenly brought the conversation back to reality:
"So young and so capable, but I wonder what he looks like. With all the years of hard work and travel for such a large Russo Corporation business, I hope he hasn't prematurely aged…"
"That's true, I bet he's had his fair share of socializing... It would be such a pity if he had a potbelly and was balding!"
"Now that you mention it… When my dad was young, he was also quite handsome, but ever since he got his own company, oh..."
The room's initial excitement and high spirits gradually turned to sighs of resignation, one after another.
In the end, nearly everyone in the room preemptively imagined the Junior Chairman of Russo Financial Corporation as a portly, balding uncle.
"But it's still pretty good. After all, not just anyone can attend a Russo Corporation banquet. Juliana, your Grandma is really good to you!"
"Yeah, I'll also talk to my dad when I get back, see if he can take me along too!"
"I'm going to ask when I get home too!"
"Me too..."
Watching those women's impatient attitudes, Juliana Vanderbilt sneered inwardly.
But on the outside, she maintained a sweetly frail demeanor, nodded lightly, and said meekly:
"I understand, Grandma."
Rosy Roberts was thoroughly pleased with Juliana's obedient and sensible appearance.
She suddenly turned her head to glance at Oliver Timmerman, who had been silently standing by, and then addressed him:
"Oliver, you take Juliana with you when the time comes."
Juliana's soft and delicate face immediately flushed with shyness. She bit her lip gently and stealthily glanced at the handsome and striking Oliver Timmerman before quickly looking down again.
Her demure look made several of the young masters in the room unable to help but stare.
Oliver Timmerman's tense lips gradually relaxed, and he replied in a mild voice:
"I will."
Rosy Roberts nodded even more satisfied and then turned to Juliana, who wore a face of bashfulness, a smile emerging in her eyes.
"Then, Juliana, get some good rest. I'm going next door to check!"
Upon hearing this, a profound plea surfaced on Juliana's frail face. She looked up at Rosy Roberts, begging:
"Grandma, my sister was submerged underwater longer than I was and just barely woke up. Please, don't lose your temper with her again..."
"Enough! Don't you worry about it! I have my own judgment!"
After speaking, Rosy Roberts kept a stern face and turned away.
Juliana's expression turned sorrowful, and as Victor Vanderbilt and Naomi Rein passed by her, she added:
"Dad, Mom, don't let Grandma get too angry."
"We know, we know! Silly girl!" Naomi Rein threw her an exasperated glance, then followed Victor Vanderbilt, whose expression was similarly stern, out of the room with Rosy Roberts.
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In Arabella Vanderbilt's room, after being unconscious for three whole days, she was now completely sleepless. Instead, her stomach was uncomfortable from the long period without food.
She had intended to get out of bed to find something to eat, but just then, someone knocked on the door of the hospital room.
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