Ernest Hawkins didn’t care about being stared at by Florence Fraser. He walked towards her and asked in a low voice, “Who’s calling?”
His voice was indeed low, so that the person on the other end couldn’t hear his voice.
Florence might seem to be sinful and covered her phone hurriedly.
“It’s Cooper, he’s been looking for me. I just call back to reassure him.”
Ernest felt displeased seeing Florence’s action. He sat down beside her, and his tall body was getting closer to her intentionally.
“Hang up. I have something to talk to you.”
After taking a shower, the faint smell of shower gel on his body was fantastic.
Florence’s heart skipped a beat.
She was blushing red and held her phone to her ear, “Cooper, I’m fine now. Don’t worry. I’m at my home now, ready to sleep. You should have some rest too. See you on Monday.”
On the other end, Cooper Scott was silent for a moment and replied in a low voice, “Alright, good night.”
After hanging up, Cooper was feeling downhearted looking at the black screen of his phone. He was feeling decrepit.
His phone was customized with the latest technology, and its audio effect was excellent. He could still hear the sound of a man on the other end, even if it was deficient.
Florence was with a man at the moment.
Florence felt uncomfortable with Ernest sitting very close to her. She moved slightly to the side away from him.
“Mr. Hawkins, what do you want to tell me?”
Ernest was displeased, noticing Florence’s little movement. He said in a deep voice, “Call me by my name.”
“But… I’m used to calling you as Mr. Hawkins. It suits you well.”
“Have you ever seen anyone calling her fiancé like that?” Ernest propped his hand on the bed with his handsome face getting closer to Florence, “Or maybe, Mr Hawkins and Mrs. Hawkins.”
Mr. Hawkins and Mrs. Hawkins!
Those were the callings of a married couple.
Florence was stunned. She hurriedly opened her mouth, “I will call your name in front of your family next time.”
Ernest then patted her head, feeling satisfied. “Don’t you spill the beans.”
Ernest’s breath and his palm were making Florence felt stiff.
She stepped back again.
Ernest stopped forcing her as she might fall onto the ground if he continued.
He said slowly, “You are transferring to work at the Hawkins group next week.”
“What?” Florence was dumbfounded looking at Ernest, feeling shocked.
The company that she was working at now was the first-tier company. She had been keeping her nose to the grindstone to get into that company. Although she was always being suppressed by Elise Bennett, she didn’t quit her job too.
But in contrast, the Hawkins group was a large conglomerate.
Even the well-known and senior designers weren’t necessarily able to get into this company. Its requirements were said to be incomparably high and harsh too.
“There’s no future for you in this company. The Hawkins group can provide you a larger platform to achieve your dreams.”
The Ovi Fashion Design Contest was the best way to shoot to fame, but the Hawkins group could promote a designer globally.
Florence was touched, but she clearly knew, “I’m not qualified to admit into the Hawkins group.”
She didn’t want to get into his company just because of her relationship with Ernest.
Seeing that Florence had some thoughts, Ernest took out a tablet and put it in front of her, “Have a look. Your reputation currently is already as good as any well-known designers.”
She didn’t even take part in the final round. How would she become famous?
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