My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Timothy was very efficient. It didn’t take him very long to place a brand new set of tables, chairs and benches in the office.

He also brought some of Florence’s work documents from the design department.

He asked politely, “Ms. Fraser, if there’s anything else you need, I’ll help you take them.”

Florence was confused about whose assistant Timothy was based on his dedicated attitude.

Reluctantly taking the documents, she finally accepted her fate.

“That’s it, thank you.”

“I’ll leave you then, you can call me if you need anything.”

Timothy nodded towards Florence then left the room, closing the door behind him.

Ernest and Florence were the only two left in the room once again.

This time, it was different; she wasn’t here to report for duty, somehow she had to stay here for work.

Florence wasn’t feeling too comfortable, “Mr. Hawkins, I’m going to start my work.”

She sat down at her new office desk, rummaging through her documents hastily.

She looked serious, but deep inside, she was in a mess; she couldn’t calm down.

Ernest was slightly upset because he saw how uneasy Florence was in her new work environment.

Florence was still cautious whenever around Ernest.

Only in this way could she gradually get used to getting along with him.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

There were knocking noises outside the office.

Florence, who had been busy working, raised her head immediately and looked at Ernest, her eyes slightly shimmering.

“Someone’s looking for you, should I leave first?”

“No need.”

Ernest simply rejected Florence’s question.

was opened and three executives from the company came in.

for a secretary to work inside the president’s office,

were designers working

never heard of such kind of

her head inside her pile of

corner of his lips slightly

said, “Spill the

Florence leave for a short while. After all, most of the reports from these executives were either confidential or important.

so, it meant that

were able to climb up ranks this high were elites, so they probably have guessed something was

and started briefing their reports, not asking

his hand

despite dealing with two things at the

company was a first-class company; their main business wasn’t just clothing, so, Florence couldn’t

listening out of boredom, and suddenly heard a topic that

“The investment for Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re the largest investor this time, so we get three places

three years. It was a nation-wide competition and a place for many talented

contest would mean that their

die

qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave up

But now…

had three places for direct participation; if only she could get a

those senior designers in our company to compete for their places. That should

Qualified?

to design the president’s outfit, she hadn’t design anything yet, which meant that she didn’t have any

glance at Florence and saw

deepened as he

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

Ernest’s decision; he

moved, a thread of

Ernest give her

she could fight for the

those three executives to leave as soon

came simultaneously, which meant that they

talking about; it was like school time, where teachers

fell

at the executives who were speaking spitefully and ordered them in a

“Keep your voice down.”