"Come on, you just need to follow orders, Miss, that's enough. You're not even required to work at REAGANZ CORP or given the responsibility to manage any of the Reagan family businesses. Isn't it easy enough to be the wife of a Kenric Reagan, Miss?"
"No. That's difficult for me," looking away, Gizelle said firmly.
"What?! Oh, my gosh!" Chris shook his head for a moment. "There are a lot of women out there who would love to be where you are today. To be the wife of a Berlin tycoon, Kenric Reagan. But... what the hell?! You're saying it's difficult as if you're ungrateful for being in the Reagan family."
"I love freedom."
"You've been given it here."
"Where? I don't feel it," Gizelle snorted harshly. "If you mean freedom from not working, then go. We have different understandings, Chris."
"Then what freedom do you mean. Tell me?"
