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.

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

must make it done well. It’s about

Florence rushed out of the TV

rush back to the hospital entrance to wait

see or heard the notice pretty soon and arrive at

the

repeated: “Collin Campbell, bad news! Please come to the First Hospital of City N. Florence Fraser is waiting for you

was quite emotional, completely showing how anxious Florence

stunned a bit, then felt a trace of

station was quite efficient. Since she had heard the notice,

He must, right?

eagerly. She wished that she could

notice, the taxi

radio has crosstalk. It repeated broadcasting such a notice. I’m afraid my ears

he spoke, the driver tried to

When he switched to the next

of patience. “Holy shit! Was

it wasn’t a virus. It was because of money and

hurt. Let me turn

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

stopped him, “Please

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

times the fare. Please send me to the First Hospital of City N as soon as possible,” Florence

anything else. He became fully concentrated and sped his car, passing all the

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

inwardly praised the TV station for being so

do so many things in such a short time. It was because Alfred

in City N from different businesses immediately

street. They were playing drums and singing at the beat: “Collin Campbell, bad news! Please come to the First Hospital of City N. Florence Fraser is waiting

Collin had been

to the entrance of the hospital at a

a large number of money notes into the driver’s hands.