"Hey, bro, that's pretty cold of you, isn't it? Chloe and I have been calling you for ages, and yet you deliberately didn't wait for us."
Jackson Russo was holding Chloe's little butt with one hand and stretched the other into the about-to-close elevator door, triggering the sensors and the doors slowly reopened.
Stepping into the elevator, Jackson was full of complaints.
"What's the deal?!"
Looking at the two faces in front of him, one big, one small, Joel Russo's face was covered with a layer of chill, he coldly watched the two of them.
Jackson smiled, "Isn't it your birthday today? Just wanted to wish you a happy birthday. Come on, sister-in-law, wish Big Brother a happy birthday."
Chloe's big, bright eyes glittered as she looked at Joel Russo, her childish, milky voice almost heart-meltingly cute.
"Big Brother, happy birthday."
The corners of Joel Russo's lips twitched slightly, somewhat unsure of what to say, but there was some sort of response.
