"Brother Russo, I beg you, please look at me, even if it's just a single glance. I wouldn't have done so many irreversible things; it's all for you, Brother Russo, please..."
In the face of many reporters, surrounded by countless cameras, Selvia Todd seemed utterly cornered.
Her voice choked, tears streaming down her face, filled with endless humility and pleading, so pitiful and aggrieved.
Joel Russo's calm brow furrowed harshly, looking at her with a cold, piercing gaze, "Don't you feel embarrassed?"
Selvia Todd shook her head fiercely, tears swinging in a clear arc.
"I don't care, Brother Russo, what do I have to do for you to forgive me, to be with me? I don't know what to do, I truly don't..."
Her helpless, humble demeanor made people somewhat reluctant to criticize.
The reporters in front had taken enough photos and had grown silent.
"Looking at it like this, Eldest Miss Todd really seems to have genuine feelings for the CEO!"
