The moment the door opened, a rich fragrance rushed over.
The scent was all too familiar to Arabella Vanderbilt.
The room was pitch-dark, she couldn't see the inside clearly, but her heart had already begun to guess.
At the same time, a hint of expectation quietly rose within her.
Confused, she looked up at Joel Russo, "Is there something in your room?"
Joel Russo slightly pursed his lips and carried Arabella into the room.
In the darkness, Arabella felt Joel set her down on the coffee table.
She really wanted to know what was inside the room, but her hands were wrapped in a blanket and she couldn't get them out.
"Just sit tight."
Joel Russo whispered, reminding her before slowly standing up and moving aside; the room's warm lighting turned on.
Stimulated by the light, Arabella gently closed her eyes.
After a moment, when she slowly opened her eyes again, everything in the room came into view, and her beautiful starry eyes slowly filled with deep disbelief.
