My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 854

Stanford and Phoebe seemed to be more bewitched. One of them dodged, and the other looked out of the window nervously, without even daring to look at the other.

But they seemed to have something to do with each other.

The atmosphere didn't disperse until the car stopped.

They followed Jensen's car to a spring hotel. When they were about to drive in, they were stopped by the guards.

The guard said politely, "Sorry, sir and ladies. The Springs Hotel has been booked. You can't go in."

The Springs Hotel was a super deluxe five star hotel with seven floors and dozens of rooms. It was crowded with people every day and had a large flow of guests.

The people who booked the whole hotel were very generous.

As expected, it was Jensen who booked the whole hotel.

Why did he book the whole hotel?

Timothy had no choice but to pull over.

He turned to look at Ernest and said, "Sir, what should we do now? We can't get in as guests. Should we contact the owner of the hotel?"

"Okay."

Ernest nodded.

They couldn't get in as a guest, so they had to think other ways.

Timothy immediately made a phone call and hung up soon.

He said to Ernest, "Sir, Mr. Doyle said that this guest booked the whole hotel for half a month, and he asked to protect his privacy and not to let outsiders in. If we want to go in, he can open a small door for you, but we'd better not be discovered by others.

Now the surveillance video of the hotel is also under the control of Mr. Harris."

He had promised Jensen. If it was someone else, he wouldn't dare to let him in, but the person was Ernest.

Even if he had to risk his reputation, he still needed to do Ernest a special favour.

Florence asked in confusion, "how can we disguise to avoid the surveillance video?"

Timothy looked at Ernest with hesitation. After hesitating for three seconds, he said in a low voice, "Maybe... You have to pretend to be a waiter."

There was a moment of dead silence in the car.

Florence and Phoebe couldn't help but look at Ernest and Stanford.

The two masters acted as waiters bringing drinks to others. That scene was very strange.

However, Florence's eyes were bright. She grabbed Ernest's arm and said excitedly, "Ernest, I haven't seen you wearing the waiter's clothes. I'm looking forward to it."

Ernest's eyebrows twitched slightly. "What are you looking forward to?"

As he spoke, he grabbed her chin with his bony fingers and forced her to get close to him.

He smiled, "do you want me to pour you wine or serve you?"

Florence's face turned red immediately.

This man was so shameless! He always suddenly told a dirty joke. There were so many other people here.

Embarrassed and annoyed, Florence pushed his hand away and moved her face to the window, ignoring him.

Then, Timothy drove into the villa through the small door.

He bypassed the monitor all the way to the backstage of the employees.

The manager had already received them and prepared four suits of work clothes of suitable size.

The manager said respectfully, "Mr. Hawkins, I'm really sorry. If you need to do anything later, I will cooperate with you."

This was an order from his boss. He would follow the order of Ernest, even if Ernest wanted him to kick the customer out.

Looking at the ordinary clothes in front of him, Ernest frowned slightly.

The manager broke out in a cold sweat and explained in a flattering tone, "These are the new clothes I just brought. They have been sterilized and are very clean. But because they are the clothes of the waiter, the fabric wasn’t not good."

It was totally understandable.

Ernest didn't intend to make things difficult for the manager, but he still looked unhappy.