Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 933

So Parker's sudden demand threw them for a loop. One of the clerks, after a moment of stunned silence, frantically flipped through the files and discovered that the groom who had just been there to get married was named 'Barclay', the eldest son of the Doonan family!

But this heir, compared to the notorious Parker who played both sides of the law, was hardly noticeable.

The clerk took a deep breath, visibly panicked and nervously tried to joke with Parker, "Parker, you might be mistaken? The one who just registered for marriage was your brother…"

"I don’t want to repeat myself. Annul their marriage."

Parker stood firm, his tall and lean figure exuding danger, intimidating the clerks behind the counter.

The clerks exchanged uneasy glances as cold sweat started to form on their foreheads.

"Parker, this seems a bit off, doesn’t it? The marriage involves them, not you. Besides, the registration has been successfully completed, and the marriage certificates have been issued…"

Parker glanced at the speaker, his long fingers tapping lightly on the counter's edge. From behind his rimless glasses, his eyes, cold and sharp, slowly lifted, "The registration just happened, you haven’t updated it online or with the city hall yet.

If you don’t want to make this difficult for me, just do it.

As for compensation, it will be generous.

If you prefer to make this difficult, feel free to refuse."

Silence. The pressure was palpable, the threat clear and direct.

The clerks' faces turned pale, unsure of the consequences of refusing Parker today.

Just a regular city hall worker, they couldn’t afford to offend Parker.

If he decided to take action right there, it would likely go unnoticed.

Under immense pressure, their fingers curled, and they reluctantly sat back down at their stations, Parker's gaze fixed on the computer, "Do it."

The computer's files were to delete the newlyweds’ relationship, and it was done in an instant.

The system hadn't updated city hall or any other government records yet.

The clerks, trembling, said, "But Parker, the marriage certificate has already been issued to them, this puts us in a really tough spot!"

"What’s the harm in holding onto a worthless piece of paper?"

Parker's tone was dismissive, a cold look in his eye.

Silence fell again.

The man personally shut down the computers, his voice deep, "You can leave work now."

The clerks grimaced, checking the time; there were still fifteen minutes until the end of their shift.

But with apprehensive glances at Parker, they hurriedly shut down the city hall system and gathered their things to leave the office.

Parker remained seated, his dark eyes shadowed deeply, he closed his eyes.

His subordinate, puzzled by his actions, approached hesitantly.

Just then, Parker's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and answered nonchalantly.