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?

be more

knew Anthony was in-charge of her work. After all, he wasn’t really

smiled, “Anthony, thank

“Of course.”

would take care of

and whispered, “You knew I’m busy, why do you want me to guide Florence? You could have asked any professional Art Director

coffee and answered as matter of course, “I don’t trust the

asked, “And you trusted

“You respect

Anthony was speechless.

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

he will have

at Florence, “Let me bring you to your office, then…” He sized up Florence, and continued in a professional

by a famous stylist? What was

she knew the answer to

a Vice President, he was also a hidden professional designer, who

styling room in the company

used to wearing casual clothing but the clothes Anthony chose for her were rather different than what she would

herself in the mirror. She looked very different than usual. Florence had transformed into a modern lady in

Your image is very important after you become famous. Throw away all your old clothes. Wear what

rack full of clothes over to Florence. The clothes were all in Florence’s size, and they were put

she only wore a set a day, these clothes could last a

they were all

hesitated. She asked, “Are these clothes belong

knew some companies paid for meals, accommodations, and electronic devices for their staff but other than celebrities, this was the first time she saw a company paying

It seemed like a difficult question

he replied, “After all, they belong to Ernest. It means they belong to you as

he said they belong to her as

wasn’t married to

Florence to the Design Department

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

a proud look,