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.

side would also be notified and hence they would sever all

to maintain the highest degree of

why Ernest would only make use of this power after great consideration,

the elites who he took

was Stanford or

of was they

the green lights, many messages

to face Florence, “I might be busy for some time, you can go

to Florence, there was a hint of disappointment in

he had planned to sleep with Florence

moment, it looked like his plan would

Ernest actually had this matter on his mind. She shook her head and continued reaching for the grapes

work. Don’t be bothered

so that he would not overwork himself and stay up until late

all, he had just woken up from a coma, his body could

look warmed Ernest’s

his slender fingers again on the keyboard and started to

peeling the grapes while looking at the computer

of the contents

was also concerned about Phoebe, she could not resist being hypnotized by the content she was seeing and unconsciously dozed off while resting her

head and noticed Florence who

quirked at the corners helplessly. He thought that

out and placed his wide palm gently

he called under his

sleeping comfortably did

had fallen into deep

able to sleep well. Now, since a weight was lifted off her shoulders, she was able to drift

for her to

of commands on the keyboard, he stood up and carefully carried

did not disturb Florence’s

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

at her, Ernest

arms, his wounds might have slightly

concern, he walked out of the room with steady steps while

it was likely that he would