It was a veiled attack on everyone who had thrown him under the bus and written articles about him for the past year.
Giselle sighed. "I get it. Just one more question about this." Cage narrowed his eyes at her. "Do you love her?" Cage laughed loudly, throwing his head back. He didn't reply and simply nodded. "And there's nothing else you can tell us about her?" It was his turn to sigh.
"You really don't know when to give up. She loves me for who I am and not what I do. Our public image doesn't matter to us as long as we are together. She is that sort of a woman. I never thought I could be this happy."
"I can see how happy you are. I wish you the best. When will the world find out who she is?" she gave him an apologetic look, telling him this was absolutely the last question.
"When we are ready, we will disclose her name."
She moved forward and gave him a strong smile. "What will it take to get the first scoop of the news?" she asked.