The two of them chattered away, holding hands and laughing as they walked into the Civil Affairs Office lobby.
When Roy Lewis led Richelle Dunn inside, a security guard approached him.
"Sir, Miss, do you have an appointment?"
Roy shook his head, "No, can you please give us a number now?"
The security guard replied and then looked up at him.
That one look scared him.
"No, aren't you... You're the acting president from yesterday... Mr. Lewis, right?"
This stammering attracted the attention of the clerks and the leaders sitting behind them.
Everyone's eyes were glued to them, and the sight made everyone sweat nervously.
The director hurriedly came out, stood in front of Roy Lewis, his face flushed red, and stammered as well.
"Mr. Lewis, Ms. Dunn, are you here to... get your marriage certificate?"
Roy nodded patiently, "Yes, can you please give us a number?"
How could the director dare?
