My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

When the people in the video conference heard Florence’s question, the dark-skinned man immediately said with a proud face,

“Mr. Hawkins’s power is so immense, even…”

His sentence was interrupted by a sudden ringing voice from the computer.

Everyone in the video conference had received a file.

Simultaneously, Timothy’s voice came from the computer. “Sir, complete information about Phoebe Jenkins has been gathered and is now uploaded to your computer. Her accurate location has been pinpointed. Surveillance cameras are covering the whole area and preparation work is already completed.”

Once Timothy’s voice had ended, people who were previously staring at Florence with burning eyes were now looking at the computer in a serious manner.

Ernest pressed the keys on his keyboard. Phoebe’s information instantly showed up on a screen of another computer.

Facing him was a casual photo of bare-faced Phoebe.

Below them were her basic information: height, weight, fashion style, habits and etc.

Florence followed his gaze to the screen and understood something at once. Ernest carried out an investigation to collect detailed information about Phoebe and would then instruct his men to find her.

Just as she expected, Ernest instructed everyone in the video conference,

“Study the information thoroughly and start the operation immediately. You all must find her in three days.”

“Yes, Sir!”

His men answered uniformly and then logged out one by one.

The small icons on the screen disappeared one after another. Finally, there was none left.

However, on the webpage, the icons turned into green dots with symbols, arranged in a sequence on the computer screen.

It seemed like each of the dots was representing one of the attendees of the video conference just now.

Ernest explained, “These dots are their signal lights, if they are online, they can be contacted at any time. But if the lights turn red, it means that they are in an emergency situation, communication will be cut off immediately.”

The identities of these people were special, they worked undercover in every location, holding different positions in every industry and moreover, they took up the key positions. Their real identities would be at risk of being exposed while carrying out secret tasks.

Once one’s cover had been blown, he would immediately cut off all contacts to prevent involvement of more people.

and hence

to

use of this power after

elites who he took great effort to

fully understand what he had said, Florence nodded anyway. Whether it was Stanford or Ernest, she

only thing she was certain of was they would whole-heartedly

many messages

be busy for some time, you can go to bed if you

was a hint of disappointment in Ernest’s

with Florence in his

his plan would be

his mind. She shook her head and continued reaching for the grapes

ahead with your work. Don’t be bothered by me, I

continue to monitor Ernest so that he would not overwork himself and stay up

up from a coma, his body could not withstand

look warmed Ernest’s

placed his slender fingers again

while

understand most of the contents

being hypnotized by the content she was seeing and unconsciously dozed off while resting her head on

and noticed Florence who was lying next to him and

mouth quirked at the corners helplessly. He thought that she could fight

out and placed his wide palm gently

called under his

was sleeping

like she had fallen into

the entire time and had not been able to sleep well. Now, since a weight was lifted off her shoulders, she was able to

to have a good

typing out a list of commands on the keyboard, he stood

movements were gentle and did not disturb Florence’s sleep at

lay comfortably in Ernest’s arms, as if she had found a source of warmth, she snuggled up into his arms like a kitten and slept even more

her, Ernest

at both of his arms, his wounds

of concern, he walked out of the room with

night, it was likely that he would be working