My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 17: Sense of Distance

When Flores was about to clock in after arriving at the company, she was a bit dumbfounded when she saw the time.

It was exactly 9:10.

She had been walking slowly just now so as not to come across Ernest in the company. Nonetheless, she didn’t pay attention to the time and was late for 10 minutes!

Oh gosh!

She had an important meeting today and all staff of the company were supposed be present in the meeting.

Having no time to report for duty to the design department, she directly rushed towards the meeting hall.

It was held in a meeting hall that could accommodate thousands of audience and meetings held here were all important ones. Right at this moment, hundreds of attendees all fixated their eyes on Florence with scrutiny and dissatisfaction in their gazes.

Florence stood at the door with the documents in her arms awkwardly.

“Sorry for being late.”

After finishing the words, she surprisingly found Ernest who was sitting on the seat of host. He was the presider of today’s meeting?

She became more embarrassed all of a sudden. It was the first meeting presided over by the company’s new president, yet she was late under everyone’s nose.

Ernest was sitting there gracefully and was exuding a noble and aloof aura.

He said blandly without even throwing a glance at Florence, “Come in.”

His tone was indifferent and alienating as if Florence was just an unimportant stranger to him.

while and a weird feeling inexplicitly crept up onto her.

always sat on the hindermost seat of the department whenever there was

department were

the director as that position was a symbol of one’s status and meant that

not knowing what to do

Where should she sit?

“Florence, come here.”

in a low voice while pointing at the seat beside hers, “Sit

stooping and said, “Director, I’m just a rookie, can I sit

of the president’s clothes and is the focus of our department today.” Madison

bit embarrassed. If it was not because of Ernest, how could her muddled design

finally sat down after hesitating

the top managers of other departments while making concise comments of their reports from time to time. He was really decisive, imposing,

at the moment, wishing so much that they could screw up with him and

slender fingers after hearing the reports, and then casually looked up to cast a glance at the direction of the area of

glanced around and finally landed his gaze on

are the director of the

Madison Stewart, the director of

and experienced elite and was always in a black business suit with decent make-up.

bit nervous in the face

on behalf of

Madison became more and more fluent,

his laptop and raised his head to look at Madison from time to time. Nonetheless,

Florence was sitting beside Madison, Ernest acted as if he hadn’t seen her

chair quietly and gently flicked through the documents at her hand as she simply

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