"Ms. Yorke, I'm pretty satisfied with you. What do you think of me?" The man lecherously looked at Lillian's delicate face with confidence.
He reached out to touch Lillian's hand on the table, but she escaped.
Lillian smiled at him, and then raised the coffee in her hand and splashed it on him!
"I'm sorry. I'm not satisfied with you."
Ever since this man appeared, he had been looking at her with explicit gazes. Furthermore, he would even touch her from time to time, which Lillian couldn't take it anymore.
She stood up and picked up her backpack.
Seeing her actions, the man had no time to be angry. He shouted, "You ordered this meal. I only ordered coffee. You have to pay the bill!"
Although the meal was ordered by Lillian, she didn't eat a single bite and only drank the coffee. On the contrary, the man almost extinguished all the food.
Lillian did not argue with such a person. She paid the bill and turned to leave.
If it weren't for the fact that her grandmother was in critical condition and wanted to see her marry the person she liked as soon as possible to prevent her mother from selling her to someone else in exchange for a big fortune, she wouldn't have come out on a blind date.
Letting out a sigh, Lillian was about to walk out of the restaurant when she heard her phone vibrate.
She picked it up and took a look, only to find that someone on the dating website had sent her a private message.
[Do you want to get married?]
Half an hour later.
Lillian nervously fiddled with her clothes and appeared at the entrance of the City Clerk.
The person who sent her the message was using a pure-black icon. He told her that he also needed a partner now, a contract marriage, and they will divorce in a year.
According to the man's profile, he was already 30 years old, working in a small group.
Lillian's requirements weren't so high. She was 25 this year, and she accepted a partner who was five years older than her.
As long as his character wasn't too extreme, Lillian could accept it to reassure her grandmother, not to mention that it's only an agreement for a year.
However, Lillian thought that this person would look ordinary. Otherwise, he would not have no girlfriend when he was 30 years old. So Lillian did not care much when Timothy Gagner was standing in front of her.
Until the man asked, "Are you Lillian Yorke?"
His voice was low, and his face was extremely handsome. His dark and deep eyes looked up and down at Lillian..
He was dressed in a black suit, which Lillian could not guess the price of, but his charisma was excellent.
He raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "Ten minutes. I'm in a hurry."
Only then did Lillian realize that this person was the one that she was going to marry. She immediately nodded her head. "Alright, sure."
After coming out of the City Clerk, Lillian looked down at the Certificate of Marriage Registration in her hand. Both of them were expressionless. It seemed that they were not here to get married at all.
But it didn't matter. With this certificate, she could reassure her grandmother.
"This is my phone number. Don't call me if there's nothing important." Timothy reported a series of numbers to Lillian and left without looking back.
Fortunately, Lillian had a good memory, and she remembered it after listening to it once.
Timothy got into an ordinary-looking car that was filled with expensive decorations.
He looked at the certificate in his hand, took a picture, and sent it to a contact.
[This is what you want.]