My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Both of them took the VIP lift and reached the highest floor- the President's Office on the 99th floor.

The glass door of the office wasn’t shut tight. It was half-opened as if someone was waiting for Florence.

Timothy stood at the door, and he took a step back when he saw Florence. He reached out his hand and showed Florence the direction into the office.

“Ms. Fraser, please.”

Florence smiled at him. She walked towards the door and knocked on it.

At the same time, she had a clear look at the whole office. The office was huge, extremely huge. The gigantic French window provided a spacious look for the room.

Two people were sitting on the genuine leather couch in the room.

Ernest and Anthony.

Ernest raised his eyes and saw Florence. There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

“Come in,” Ernest said in a lowered tone.

Florence walked into the room with her luggage. She politely nodded at Anthony as a form of greeting.

Anthony was surprised by Florence's appearance. He sized up Florence and the stuff she carried.

Anthony hesitated for a second before he realized the reason why Florence was here.

“Ernest, you are telling me that Florence is the genius designer I was waiting for?”

Ernest nodded and took a sip of his coffee.

Then he told Florence, “Anthony will be in-charged of your work from today onwards. Look for him if you have any questions.”

The way Ernest gave his command in a casual tone as if Anthony was just an ordinary Director.

Anthony’s lips twitched. He wanted to remind Ernest so much that he was the Vice President of the Hawkins Group. Was it really a good idea for Ernest to ask him to take charge of a new designer’s work?

should be more

was in-charge of her work. After all, he wasn’t really a stranger to

smiled, “Anthony, thank you for

“Of course.”

would take care of Mr. Hawkins’s little

whispered, “You knew I’m busy, why do you

coffee and answered as matter of course,

“And

“You respect

Anthony was speechless.

had thought it all. He even eliminated the possibility of Florence being troubled by her superior. She wouldn’t need to worry about all these troubles if she

he will have to spend a lot of overtime in

smiled at Florence, “Let me bring you to your office, then…” He sized up Florence, and continued in a professional and serious tone, “We’ll

famous stylist?

but she knew the answer to her question very

he was also a hidden professional designer, who was talented and had a great unique

company and gave her a complete makeover from head to

her were rather different than what she would wear daily. The clothing was still casual, but they were elegant. Not

a pair of heels, Florence looked at herself in the mirror. She looked very different

important after you become famous. Throw away all your old clothes. Wear what I gave you as much as possible, especially when you are in the

clothes were

wore a set a day, these clothes could last a very long period

they were

hesitated. She asked, “Are these clothes

devices for their staff but other than celebrities, this was the first time she saw

It seemed like a difficult question to

they belong to Ernest. It means

blushed. What did Anthony meant when he said they belong to her as

wasn’t married to

the makeover, Anthony brought Florence to the Design Department

allowed her to get to know her place. After that, he brought Florence back to the President’s

walked into the office first with a proud