Half an hour later, both of them had a little red book in hand.
In the driver's seat, Edward Stephens frowned, staring at the red book in his hand for a long time, lost in thought.
Daisy Ginger put hers inside the inner pocket of her bag where she kept her ID, glanced at Edward Stephens, then reached out her hand towards him.
Edward turned his head, gave her a glance, and asked impatiently, "What?"
"Give it to me."
Edward returned the marriage certificate, frowning, and asked, "Why do you want it?"
"To keep it safe for you," Daisy said confidently, "Who knows what you might do with my marriage certificate."
Edward stuffed the marriage certificate into his pocket and sneered upon hearing this, coldly saying, "I should be the one saying that to you."
Daisy watched his actions, blinked, and Edward, seeing her expression, knew she was thinking of some mischief. He tapped her forehead with his index finger and warned, "Don't mess around with the marriage certificate, understood?"
