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.

also be notified and hence

but it worked to maintain the highest degree of

Ernest would only make use of this power after great consideration, losing any of them

took great

he had said, Florence nodded anyway. Whether it was Stanford or Ernest, she actually had little

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

the green lights, many messages

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

was a hint of disappointment in Ernest’s eyes, he seemed to be

with Florence in his

like his plan would be postponed until

mind. She shook her head and continued reaching for the

your work. Don’t be bothered by me, I

she had to continue to monitor Ernest so that he would not overwork himself and

just woken up from a coma, his body could

concerned look warmed

fingers again on the keyboard and started to

the grapes while looking at the computer

of the

concerned about Phoebe, she could not resist being hypnotized by the content she was

his head and noticed Florence who was lying next to him

and his mouth quirked at the corners helplessly. He thought that

and placed his wide palm gently

called under

was sleeping comfortably did not

looked like she had fallen into

been able to sleep well. Now,

her to have a good night’s

typing out a list of commands on the

gentle and did not disturb Florence’s sleep

in Ernest’s arms, as if she had found a source of warmth, she snuggled up into

at her,

at both of his arms,

concern, he walked out of the room

it was likely that he