"I would rather not have the company."
Arabella Vanderbilt finally curled her lips into a smile, her expression touched as she looked at him.
Although his words were too simple, she understood.
When the Timmerman Corporation was on the brink of bankruptcy, she had almost fought to the death, sacrificing her dignity piece by piece to bring it back to life.
Oliver didn't want the Timmerman Corporation to be destroyed, so she helped him, spending too much energy designing new products and, disregarding her own femininity, daringly entertained and secured investments one after another for him!
But with Joel Russo, one sentence completely prevented all those things from happening.
Would he rather not have the company than let her do such things?
Why, in her life, did there have to be an Oliver first?
Arabella shook her head and sighed softly.
"You don't have to help me with this. Just let them continue to slander me?"
Joel Russo's frown deepened even more.
