Since the pull was so strong, the tie grew tighter and tighter.
Joel Russo finally frowned displeasedly, and at that moment, Arabella Vanderbilt was already standing in front of him.
Joel Russo looked up at her, and his hands stopped moving.
Arabella felt somewhat uncomfortable and pointed at the hand he was using to hold the tie.
"Let me do it."
Joel Russo pursed his lips without speaking, but the furrows between his brows gradually smoothed out as he released his grip on the tie.
Arabella took the tie and looked it over; it had just been pulled too tight.
She tried to loosen it, her slender and fair fingers working diligently. Then she looked up at Joel Russo.
She clearly hadn't seen him apply much force, so why was it so tight?
She pursed her lips and, to better exert force, she inevitably moved closer to him, bowing her head to gradually loosen the tight knot.
