“Well, alright then. If you insist." With a mix of disbelief and joy, Bettie managed to suppress a grin as she signed her name. Her heart was bubbled with joy.

Internally, Bettie was a whirlwind of excitement, her heart leaping with joy and her mind erupting in silent, ecstatic laughter. However, outwardly, she remained as cool as a cucumber. Bettie placed the pen down with a steady hand, smoothed her hair, and looked at Lance.

"It's signed. You can't back out now."

"I won't." Lance chuckled, amused by Bettie's struggle to keep a straight face.

The sales agent approached with a POS machine in hand.