Nichawee walked out of the stable and saw Chris standing in front of him, waiting in front of his house. “Where are you going?” he asked sternly. “Go run some errands. Do you have anything to use?” “No, I'll take you to see the vineyards. Get in the car with me,” he said, leading her to the car before driving off to his farm. A young man brought a woman to stand in front of hundreds of vineyards in front of him. “Let me see what?” asked the woman. Chris didn't answer, stood still until Mr. Boonkerd joined in. “This is Mr. Boonkerd. He is the manager of the entire vineyard. Now you have to learn the job from him. You have to take care of this farm instead while I'm away.” He looked at the woman who had both shocked and annoyed faces at the same time. “Why can't you?” “Here you go, I

