"If you can't cut it off, then just drain the blood from the rest of the Vanderbilt family."
Such arrogant words made everyone present shiver involuntarily.
Rosy Roberts's eyebrows and eyes twitched violently, and her voice even began to tremble!
"You dare!"
"Would you like to try?"
The man's deep voice once again spoke faintly, his tone even-tempered, betraying no emotions.
Yet amidst his apparent nonchalance, there was an undeniable sense of danger that made one's heart quail.
Rosy Roberts's complexion changed drastically, and she involuntarily took two steps back in defense.
Vincent scoffed softly, his eyes full of disdain.
Joel Russo seemed to have anticipated Rosy Roberts's reaction long ago—she remained silent, and he couldn't be bothered to give her another word!
Instead, he simply looked down at the woman standing beside him!
Though she was not considered short among women, she barely reached his chin now.
