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 cautious

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

“Anthony, thank you

“Of course.”

he would take care

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

sip of his coffee and answered as matter of course, “I don’t

asked, “And you

“You respect

Anthony was speechless.

Florence being troubled by her superior. She wouldn’t need

seemed like he will have to spend a lot of overtime in the

you to your office, then…” He sized up Florence, and continued in a professional and serious tone, “We’ll get you a

a famous stylist?

she knew the answer to her

a hidden professional designer, who was talented and

room in the company

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

Florence looked at herself in the mirror. She looked very different than usual. Florence

is very important after you become famous. Throw away all your old clothes. Wear what I gave you as much as

over to Florence. The clothes were all in Florence’s

she only wore a set a day, these clothes could last a very long period of time

were all branded

hesitated. She asked, “Are these clothes belong

paid for meals, accommodations, and electronic devices for their staff but other than celebrities, this

seemed like

they belong to Ernest. It means they belong

Anthony meant when he said they

married

Anthony brought Florence to the Design Department and introduced her

know her place. After that, he brought Florence

into the office first with a proud look, “Ernest, what do