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.

up onto her. She then walked in at a rapid pace with the documents

rookie of the design department, she always sat on the hindermost

department were occupied and

was qualified to seat beside the director as that position was

what to do at

Where should she sit?

“Florence, come here.”

name in a low voice while

stooping and said, “Director, I’m

responsible for the design of the president’s clothes and is the

because of Ernest, how could her muddled design draft be selected and how could

sat down after hesitating for

who was sitting in the seat of the host and was listening to the reports of the top managers of other departments while making concise comments of

at the moment, wishing so much that they could screw

words with his slender fingers after hearing the reports, and then casually looked

finally landed his

the director of

the director of the

always in a black business suit with decent make-up. She could deal

nervous in

do a report on behalf of

became more and more fluent,

on his laptop and raised his head to look at Madison from time

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

on her chair quietly and gently flicked through the documents at

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