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.

three executives from the company came in. They were shocked to see a new

inside the president’s office, but what was uncommon was that Florence wasn’t a secretary at

were designers working inside

of such

look at anyone, burying her head inside her

through Florence, the corner of his lips slightly

said, “Spill

Florence leave for a short while. After all, most of the reports from

said so, it meant that it was

who were able to climb up ranks this high were elites, so they probably have

and started briefing their reports, not asking

matters on his hand while listening to

dealing with two things at

just clothing, so, Florence

and suddenly heard

for Ovi Fashion Design Contest has already begun. We’re the largest investor

It was

awarded in this contest would mean that their future

to die for; of course, this

no qualifications; her newcomer status didn’t even qualify for the junior auditions. She initially gave

But now…

direct participation;

discussed a bit about these three places; we’ll let those senior designers in our company to compete

Qualified?

which meant that she didn’t have any qualifications or achievements to prove her worth and that she was not qualified

glance at Florence and saw her with a

deepened

“I’ll choose the participants.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins.”

Ernest’s decision; he was the president,

Florence’s heart moved,

Ernest give

she could fight for

three executives to

which meant that they all had

about; it was like school

noticed that she fell asleep immediately, he

at the executives who were speaking spitefully

“Keep your voice down.”