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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 230

“Call Florence and ask her to go to work on time today.”

There was a meeting in the morning and the attendance would be taken, so Florence must attend it as well.

It was basically a routine meeting every day. Erica wondered why Mr. Hawkins had to call her deliberately for this matter.

And he also asked her to call Florence...

Erica was so confused. She blurted out, “Mr. Hawkins, has anything happened to Ms. Fraser?”

Ernest frowned. “Stop asking anything that you shouldn’t know.”

“Yes, Mr. Hawkins. I’m sorry,” Erica immediately answered and she was frightened.

Ernest was about to hang up, but he thought of something.

He added in a deep voice, “Don’t tell Florence that I asked you to call her.”

“Okay.”

Erica was more confused, wondering if Florence and Mr. Hawkins had a fight, so she had to be the middle-woman...

She was just an employee and couldn’t peep into the CEO’s privacy.

Just when Florence finished tidying herself up, a hotel staff delivered breakfast to her.

The dishes were all her favorite ones, just like the dishes served last night.

She was quite confused. It was normal for the hotel to serve the midnight snack and breakfast to her door, but how could all the dishes were her favorite?

It didn’t seem to be any coincidence in this case.

She stopped the hotel staff and asked, “Excuse me, do all guests in this hotel have such dishes?”

“Not really, Miss. They’re only for guests of the president suite.”

It turned out to be a special service for the rich.

Florence nodded and asked again, “Are all dishes served the same in different suites?”

The hotel staff remained smiling and answered patiently, “Yes, Miss.”

Since all dishes were the same, it could only be a coincidence.

Florence looked at the dishes on the table, still feeling suspicious. She could smelt something fishy.

But she couldn’t find what on earth was wrong.

She had to sit down and have breakfast first.

After taking a few bites, she heard her cell phone ring. She unlocked the phone screen and found that it was a call from Erica.

It was not time for work yet. Florence wondered why Erica was calling her.

She thought that she hadn’t gone back to the hotel and Erica was the team lead. Maybe Erica had known it and now she was called to blame her.

Florence felt a sense of guilt. She swiped to answer, “Hello, Miss Patrick.”

“Hi, Florence, have you got up?”

“Yeah. I’m having breakfast,” Florence answered obediently.

Erica said in a gentle voice, “That’s good. We have something important to announce in the meeting this morning. Please don’t be late.”

“Okay. I’ll be there on time.”

After hanging up the phone, Florence felt more confused.

She wondered what important announcement would be made in the meeting as Erica purposely made the call to remind her not to be late.

She sensed something wrong.

Florence thought hard, but she couldn’t figure it out at all. She had to give up and wait until the meeting.

Shortly, she finished breakfast. After getting ready, she walked out of the room directly.

The room was checked in by Reynold with no limited time. It would only be vacant if Florence checked out. Hence, she could stay there as long as she wanted without being checked out.

Walking out of her room, she went into the elevator directly.

After she left the room, the door of the room next to hers was opened in secret. Ernest was standing at the door, gazing at her back deeply.

He hadn’t slept for a whole night, looking quite haggard. His gaze on her was quite complicated.

Seemingly he was regretting something as well as struggling mentally.

For a whole night, he couldn’t figure out a good way to ease her anger.

Hence, he could only look at her and protect her in secret.

When Florence passed the corner of the corridor, Ernest walked out of his room, striding towards the direction she was gone.

It seemed that not so many guests had checked in the rooms on this floor. Probably they had different schedules. When Florence took the elevator, she was the only one in the elevator room, which was pretty quiet.

She walked in and pressed the button to the first floor.

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