After a moment of silence, Ernest said perfunctorily, “I have my own way to deal with this.”

Sensing Ernest had no intention to open up to her, Florence gloomily drank up the wine in her glass in one gulp.

She then looked at Ernest with an uneasy gaze, “Then how long will it be until we can call it off?”

Ernest frowned. Her eager attitude ignited a flame of frustration in his heart.

He didn’t reply and continued to sip his wine with a gloomy face.

There was another awkward silence in the room at the moment.

The corner of Florence’s lips twitched. Why was it so tiring for her to talk with Ernest?

He kept evading her questions.

She started to lose patience and said in a dim voice, “I just wanted to know a rough timing or a plan, so I know what’s going to happen. Or else I’ll always feel awkward around Gemma.”

She was now like a half-assed third wheel, a super awkward role to be in.

Ernest twitched his brow, “What about her?”

Florence stared at him. Was he trying to act dumb with her?

Well, she was just an outsider after all.

Soothing her emotions, Florence said casually, “I can see what’s going on between you and Gemma.” After a short pause, she added, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone about it.”

Ernest stared back at her with mixed feelings.

What could possibly go on between him and Gemma? Yet she said it with such steadfastness.

He pursed his lips and leaned towards Florence.

In a low and ambiguous voice, he said, “Are you jealous?”

She stunned and couldn’t help but blush looking at the man who approached her.

“Mr. Hawkins, you’re thinking too

to approach her with his stout figure and pinched her

Florence. It’s okay to

yet seducing voice was like some form of

involuntarily. She

flirting

were having

How shameless.

was now

from the sofa and gave him a long gaze. Then she

in the sofa, puzzled by

wrong with

Ernest was going to

now was to put this aside for the moment and focus on

was going smoothly. Once everything was in place and the time had come, she would soon be on

would

few days, Florence submitted her latest design

the president’s office, she noticed the office door was half-opened

up t the door and was about to knock the door courteously when she noticed what was

her perspective, she saw Gemma standing in front of Ernest with her back towards the door. They were standing face to face and Ernest was lowering his head, which made it look like they were about to

she run into something

to do this kind of stuff,”

“Stop.”

was heard from inside the room. He lifted his head and was staring at her with

did you run away?

gaze was flying around trying

were having intimacy. Why did

which showed she obviously took it the

voice sound dangerous as

ran down her spine. She felt helpless as she couldn’t defy

in with a

you

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