"Mom, I'm at table 99. Don't worry, I won't mess things up this time. Mom, he's here. I'll talk to you later."
He went straight to the point. "Three minutes. To simplify, this is a contract prenuptial agreement. We'll pretend to be a couple for six months, and we'll divorce immediately after that."
"A contract marriage? But I..."
"I will give you 100,000 dollars monthly to compensate you. I have a meeting soon. My assistant will discuss the details with you. If there are no issues, sign the agreement, and we'll get married."
"You want a fake marriage with me and compensate me for it? But how can marriage be taken so lightly?" At that moment, her mother's words rang in her ears. "No messing around. Settle your marriage this time, or don't ever come back." She signed the agreement.
