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.

notified and hence they would sever all connections

worked to maintain the

the reason why Ernest would only make use of this power

were the elites who he took great effort to groom for

Whether it was Stanford or Ernest, she actually had little exposure and understanding

only thing she was certain of

from the green lights, many messages started to

busy for some time, you can go to

disappointment in Ernest’s eyes,

with Florence

his plan would

actually had this matter on his mind. She shook her

be bothered by me, I

continue to monitor Ernest so that he would not overwork

just woken up from a coma, his body

concerned look warmed Ernest’s

fingers again on the keyboard and started to

peeling the grapes while looking at the

did not understand most of the

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

noticed Florence who was lying next to him

thought that she could fight off her sleepiness

placed his wide palm gently

he called under his

who was sleeping comfortably did

like she had fallen into

been by his side for the entire time and had not been able to sleep well.

for her to have a good night’s

the keyboard, he stood

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

a source of warmth, she snuggled up into his arms like

at her, Ernest

of his arms, his

was nothing of concern, he walked out of

likely that he would