My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 71

Both of them took the VIP lift and reached the highest floor- the President's Office on the 99th floor.

The glass door of the office wasn’t shut tight. It was half-opened as if someone was waiting for Florence.

Timothy stood at the door, and he took a step back when he saw Florence. He reached out his hand and showed Florence the direction into the office.

“Ms. Fraser, please.”

Florence smiled at him. She walked towards the door and knocked on it.

At the same time, she had a clear look at the whole office. The office was huge, extremely huge. The gigantic French window provided a spacious look for the room.

Two people were sitting on the genuine leather couch in the room.

Ernest and Anthony.

Ernest raised his eyes and saw Florence. There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

“Come in,” Ernest said in a lowered tone.

Florence walked into the room with her luggage. She politely nodded at Anthony as a form of greeting.

Anthony was surprised by Florence's appearance. He sized up Florence and the stuff she carried.

Anthony hesitated for a second before he realized the reason why Florence was here.

“Ernest, you are telling me that Florence is the genius designer I was waiting for?”

Ernest nodded and took a sip of his coffee.

Then he told Florence, “Anthony will be in-charged of your work from today onwards. Look for him if you have any questions.”

The way Ernest gave his command in a casual tone as if Anthony was just an ordinary Director.

Anthony’s lips twitched. He wanted to remind Ernest so much that he was the Vice President of the Hawkins Group. Was it really a good idea for Ernest to ask him to take charge of a new designer’s work?

He should be more cautious in jobbery.

Florence felt relieved when she knew Anthony was in-charge of her work. After all, he wasn’t really a stranger to her.

She smiled, “Anthony, thank you for your guidance.”

“Of course.”

Of course, he would take care of Mr. Hawkins’s little girlfriend.

However, Anthony was still feeling curious. He approached closer to Ernest and whispered, “You knew I’m busy, why do you want me to guide Florence? You could have asked any professional Art Director to guide her.”

Ernst took a sip of his coffee and answered as matter of course, “I don’t trust the others.”

Anthony asked, “And you trusted me?”

Ernest nodded, “You respect Florence.”

Anthony was speechless.

Ernst had thought it all. He even eliminated the possibility of Florence being troubled by her superior. She wouldn’t need to worry about all these troubles if she was guided by Anthony.

Anthony had no choice but to accept the fact. It seemed like he will have to spend a lot of overtime in the office from today onwards.

Anthony stood up and smiled at Florence, “Let me bring you to your office, then…” He sized up Florence, and continued in a professional and serious tone, “We’ll get you a makeover by a famous stylist.”

Makeover by a famous stylist? What was that?

Florence was curious but she knew the answer to her question very soon.

Anthony wasn’t just a Vice President, he was also a hidden professional designer, who was talented and had a great unique taste.

He brought Florence to the styling room in the company and gave her a complete makeover from head to toe.