Olivia Lewis was in a complete mess because of him, unable to react. She bit her lip and thought of one thing, "Right, it's so late, the Civil Affairs Bureau is already closed. You can't just get married because you want to, right?"
It was the first time in three years Adam Sinclair saw her waver, how could he let go of such a golden opportunity, "Of course you can, let's go."
"For what?"
Olivia Lewis, in her pajamas, was pulled out the door by him.
She was forcibly pulled into the elevator, only then did she hear him say, "Marriage!"
The black Bugatti Veyron raced down the road, the scenery outside the window speeding by. Olivia Lewis sat in the passenger seat, still in a daze, unable to fully grasp the situation. From time to time, she'd furrow her brows and glance sideways at him.
Adam Sinclair floored the gas pedal, the car sped through three red lights, stopping at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau in record time.
