In a grand study room…

A fair skinned, slender lady groaned pulling her luscious silver hair, “How many times do I have to do these stuff? You always coax me saying this is the last time. When is it the freaking last time?” Her hands slammed on the majesty rose wood study table where there seated an elderly man in early fifties with his stern face on, totally unaffected by the commotion by this lady.

The older man promised, “Once this is done, I will give you the freedom you wanted. Here is the contract.” He flipped through a stack of document with the title of contract of XXX, took an expensive pen from his table top, put his signature of Thomas Moon on it and pushed it to the silver haired lady.

She flipped the papers with her eyes scanning on the contents in great detail. Her face changes from frustrated to calm and finally ended with a smile. Once she has gone through the contract, she grabbed the same pen on the table top and did her signature as well. Her signature bore similar starting alphabet with the elder man’s signature and she also drew a star in her signature.

Once she did that, she winked at the elder man and exclaimed, “I can’t freaking believe that, you are willing to let me go on this kind of terms in the contract. But for the sake of my freedom, I will do it! Consider it done, old man.” With that, she swung around and was ready to exit the study room when she reminded, “Do remember to do your work on all the arrangements so that I can complete this faster. I can’t wait to leave this prison!” Then she strode off.