My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 855

"Cancel the role play."

Why he had such an expression on his face?

Florence could feel the disgust and contempt from the bottom of his heart. Even if Ernest didn't show any expression, she couldn't hide it.

She was depressed, pointed at her face and said, "Do you have taste? This is smoky makeup. It's very beautiful. Many girls in the bar like it."

Ernest walked up to her, patted her hair and comforted her, "I like it, too."

His tone was perfunctory.

Florence was speechless.

Phoebe stood aside and tried to hide her face. She had self-knowledge.

In the mirror, she looked so ugly.

The heavy smoky makeup made her eyes look like panda, and there was a bright red lipstick on her face.

To be honest, she didn't want to see herself, let alone Stanford and Ernest.

She didn't know why Ernest had the courage to say that he liked it.

This was completely against her conscience.

However, only in this way could they cover their original appearance reasonably and naturally, so that no matter it was surveillance or face to face, it was difficult to recognize their identities.

Although they hadn't met Jensen, maybe he had seen their photos.

After applying the smoky makeup, it was more convenient and safe to do things.

"Knock, knock, knock."

At this time, there was a light knock on the door.

The playful look on Ernest's face immediately disappeared. With a cold face, he walked to the door and opened it a little.

The manager stood at the door and was surprised to see Ernest at the first sight.

The manager stood at the door and couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Ernest.

He looked at the waiter wearing this outfit every day and felt that it was very ordinary. It was originally for the waiter.

But now that Ernest was wearing it, it couldn’t hide the noble temperament of his entire body at all. This dress felt like a limited edition dress.

Everyone said that people relied on clothes, but Ernest was still very noble, even in the most ordinary clothes.

His temperament was too outstanding.

Noticing that the manager was absent-minded, Ernest asked impatiently, "what's the matter?"

The manager came to his senses and replied in a hurry, "Mr. Hawkins, you can bring the wine to the box."

Ernest then turned to look at Florence.

Obviously, she was a little reluctant.

But even if he and Stanford were dressed in the waiters' clothes, they didn't look like waiters. They could at most deceive the monitoring, but they couldn't deceive people face to face.

The task of delivering wine could only be assigned to Florence and Phoebe.

Noticing that Ernest was worried, Florence smiled and said, "We just bring the wine. I can handle it. Don't worry. Wait for me outside."

With a long face, Ernest said in a low voice, "Come out as soon as you bring the wine. Don't stay too long. Keep a low profile and don't look around. Behave naturally. I'll handle everything."

Florence nodded obediently, "okay."

Besides, if she and Phoebe were dressed like this, perhaps the people in the room didn't want to see them and would drive them out in minutes.

However, after she went inside, she could roughly know what Jensen was doing inside.

He booked the whole the Springs Hotel for half a month not to hold a party here.

Stanford looked at Florence and Phoebe with heavy eyes. He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Then the manager took them to fetch the wine. They each carried a bottle of wine and followed him to the box.

Ernest and Stanford followed them.

When they arrived at the door of the box, the manager gently knocked on the door and said, "Sir, here comes the wine."

Did he disappear out of thin air?

Florence was in a mess.

"Sir, this is the wine you ordered. Do you want to open it?"

Phoebe calmed down a little and handed the wine to her with a smile.

When the young man saw her face, a look of disgust appeared on his face. He retorted with dissatisfaction, "why do you draw so ugly?"

The corners of Phoebe's mouth twitched and she kept smiling. "This is the theme of our hotel today, smoky makeup. We dress differently every day, trying to make you feel different and fresh every day."

Hearing this explanation, the young man's face softened a little.

"She has a good attitude. But the makeup is too ugly. Maybe she is ugly too."

Phoebe wanted to beat them.

Seeing that Phoebe couldn't stand it anymore, Florence held her hand in a hurry.

She took out the corkscrew with a smile and was about to open the bottle.

"Sir, I'll open the wine for you."

Ernest liked to drink wine, and Florence also occasionally helped him open it, so she inadvertently practiced the skill of opening wine.

The young man didn't say anything when he saw Florence open the bottle.

Then he lay back on the sofa lazily.

While opening the wine, Florence quickly looked around the whole box carefully.

There was no one in the bathroom.

There was no one in the corner.

It seemed that only the two of them were in this private room.

But Jensen did come in. What happened?