My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“All of them? Right now?”

Alfred gaped, looking as if he was in a dilemma. “Well... all those commercials were reserved by all sponsors in advance, and a lot of interests are involved. Besides, it’s quite troublesome to change all of them so suddenly. How about giving us some time to talk to them?”

Time? What Florence lacked the most was time.

She hadn’t been out of the hospital for a long time, wondering how Ernest was doing now.

“I don’t have time to wait at all. You must replace them right now,” said Florence anxiously.

She pulled out a check from her pocket and handed it to Alfred. “This is the deposit for you. After it’s done, I promise you that the Hawkins family can meet one request from your TV station.”

A request to the Hawkins family? It was such a precious thing in City N.

Alfred immediately changed his mind. He looked down and saw that it was a ten-million check in his hands.

And the signature was from Ernest.

If it was Florence’s signature, although she was Ernest’s fiancée, Alfred would still doubt if she could make the promise on the behalf of the Hawkins family. However, he had seen the check with Ernest’s signature.

That meant Florence was doing it on behalf of Ernest.

Ernest was the CEO of the Hawkins Group, and he was also in charge of the Hawkins family. Whatever he said would be on the half of the whole family.

Alfred immediately hesitated no more. With a smile, he said, “Okay. Ms. Fraser, no matter how much we would have to pay, I’ll make it done for you right now. Who are you looking for? What’s the content of your notice? Please come upstairs with me. We’ll change the commercials right now.”

Florence breathed a sigh of relief when hearing it.

Instead of going up, she immediately grabbed a pen and a piece of paper and wrote the notice on it.

“I want you to replace the commercials with this notice, including all the audio equipment. They must broadcast this notice continuously. I must find him. ASAP!”

Alfred took a glance at the notice. It was quite simple: “Collin Campbell, bad news! Please come to the First Hospital of City N. Florence Fraser is waiting for you there!”

It would only take them a few seconds to post the notice to replace other commercials.

and made a promise. “Ms. Fraser, please rest assured. I’ll make

It’s

her words, Florence rushed

had to rush back to the

or heard the notice pretty soon and arrive

taxi as soon as coming out of the TV station. Shortly, she heard her

Campbell, bad news! Please come to the First Hospital of City N. Florence Fraser

quite emotional, completely

was stunned a bit, then felt

was quite efficient. Since she had heard the notice, she wondered if Collin

He must, right?

wished that she could have wings on her back and

repeated notice, the taxi driver

has crosstalk. It repeated broadcasting such a notice.

he spoke, the driver tried to change the

on the channel. When

was running out of patience. “Holy shit! Was the radio station attacked

that it wasn’t a virus. It was because of

Let me

driver raised his hand, ready to switch it off. Florence’s

stopped him, “Please

repeats the notice all the time. Why are you listening to it? Don’t you think it’s

I’ll pay you three times the fare. Please send me to the First Hospital of City N as soon as possible,” Florence

anything else. He became fully concentrated

the window. Looking at those commercials on the buildings -- all the words were bold and enlarged, rolling long

inwardly praised the

in such a short time. It was because

different businesses

there were several waist-drum teams on the street. They were playing drums and singing at the beat: “Collin Campbell, bad news! Please come to the First Hospital of City N. Florence

news that Florence was looking for Collin had

the entrance of the

notes into