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.

the same time, Ernest’s side would also be notified and hence they would sever all connections with him to retain

worked to

this power after great consideration, losing any of

people were the elites who he took great effort to groom for many

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

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

from the green lights, many messages

Florence, “I might be busy for some time, you

of disappointment

had planned to sleep with Florence in his arms that

moment, it looked like his plan would be postponed

this matter on his mind. She shook her head

Don’t be bothered by me, I

monitor Ernest so that he would not

he had just woken up from a coma, his body could not withstand

look warmed Ernest’s

placed his slender fingers again on the keyboard and started

the grapes while looking at the computer

most of the

resist being hypnotized by the content she

head and noticed Florence who was lying next to him and sleeping

thought that she could

and placed his wide palm gently on

he called under

who was sleeping comfortably

she had

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

time for her to have a good

on the keyboard,

movements were gentle and did not disturb Florence’s

had found a source of warmth, she snuggled up into his arms like a kitten and slept

her,

his arms, his wounds might have slightly

walked out of the room

it was likely that he would