Gastone raised an eyebrow as he chuckled. "What a question," he replied, brushing it off, but Giselle persisted.
"You asked me multiple questions, I answered. I think it's time for you to do the same," Giselle stated sternly but with a playful look.
Gastone hesitated, caught off guard by the question. He wasn't used to talking about himself, especially not with someone like Giselle.
"I don't have a dream," Gastone replied lowly. He sighed deeply while rubbing his temples.
"Oh, why?" Giselle raised an eyebrow as a smirk appeared on her lips.
Gastone's goal was to help Lucia, but that was it. He couldn't think of anything after knowing she would soon marry Daniel.
"You can say I just had a goal, not a dream," Gastone replied flatly. He didn't want to share too much since he didn't know Giselle's brain capacity to think.
"Hmm, I see," Giselle nodded. "Well then. I will be going first. This party is too boring for me."
