My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 595: Ernest’ Secret

Although that was the fact, Florence’s heart was like the cloud drifting in the sky, there was nowhere to rest.

She was anxious.

The day when she was forced to marry with Benjamin was chaos. The bomb exploded one after another. Her body was tied with bombs. When she was running out from the church, Ernest picked her up and ran towards the cliff.

During that time, her world was left only with death and Ernest.

She did not know that Phoebe also followed them.

There was still something bad that happened after that.

She was alone and did not travel back to her hometown, nonetheless to employ the capital. Where could the capital go?

How was she earning a living all that while?

Recalling Phoebe had never been wronged, Florence felt ill and was worried about her.

Florence hoped that she could find Phoebe in person.

Ernest stood up and walked towards Florence. After that, he hugged her.

He went near her ear and said with a soft voice, “Believe me. Phoebe will be fine.”

When he asked someone to believe him, normally that would be the truth.

Florence looked at him from the side, with a spark from the eyes.

Ernest closed his lips lightly and said, “I will help your brother to find Phoebe. I promise I will do it within three days.”

Collin looked at Ernest unbelievably when he heard the words that Ernest said.

Stanford had a huge power but he still could not find Phoebe after a few days.

Ernest had no power. Furthermore, he knew nothing about the place. Collin thought Ernest’s words were too bold.

Was it a brag?

It must be a brag.

Collin twitched his mouth to show his disrespect towards Ernest. He thought that Ernest was trying to show off in front of Florence. He thought that after three days, Ernest would be ashamed of himself.

Florence looked at Ernest blankly. Her dangling heart finally had a small place to rest.

However, she was still very worried and said, “No, you can’t do that. You have just waked up and your body situation is still very bad. You cannot work so hard, this will cause you more harm.”

She did not want Ernest to be harmed anymore because of her.

If something bad happened to Ernest, she could not withstand that.

Ernest smiled and ruffled Florence’s hair.

Ernest spoke softly, “I just give a command to other people. This does not cost me anything. If you are worried, you can go together with me.”

Was it an order only?

Florence was shocked. Her mind started shaken.

Judging at the fact that Ernest was so calm, if it was guaranteed that Phoebe can be found in three-day time, she was very willing to do that.

After some struggle, Florence nodded, “Well, I will go with you. I will guard you. You cannot pretend to be strong.”

“Alright,” Ernest promised without any hesitation.

Collin looked at them and then twitched his mouth. He did not believe that they could do it.

He thought the things that could not be accomplished by Stanford could not be done so easily by Ernest within three days.

Collin would like to see if Ernest was a powerful person or a brag person.

Ernest indeed did not need to find Phoebe in person. What he needed were just two computers.

The bungalow was huge. It was mainly for Florence’s and Ernest’s staying purpose. The study room was fully furnished.

Ernest sat behind the desk and controlled the computers proficiently.

Florence sat beside him and delivered peeled fruits to his mouth occasionally.

Ernest ate all of them.

Florence could not understand the meaning of a single piece of data from Ernest’s computers even though she was beside Ernest.

She was confused. She really could not understand why he had to deal with the pseudocode to find Phoebe. The pseudocode for her was more like a hacker’s job.

“What are you doing actually?” She asked curiously.

Ernest looked at her with deep thought.

What he was doing now was a top secret. No one knew this secret except Timothy and the person in charge.

When he faced Florence, he was always patient and gentle.

Ernest explained, “I need to boot the pseudocode. This is the way of how I contact my henchmen. After a while, they will appear.”

While peeling the grape, Florence asked, “Aren’t you handing everything to Timothy straight in the past or giving an order to other henchmen will do? Why need to be so troublesome?”

Why need to boot the special pseudocode?

Florence understood nothing.

Ernest ate the grape that Florence delivered to her but his fingers did not stop hitting the keyboard.

He said, “These people were different from my normal henchmen.”

Right after he finished his words, the pseudocode disappeared and a black screen was shown.

After that, a small video frame appeared on the screen.

There were many different people inside the frame. It was a long-distance video conference.

Those people gave Florence a strange feeling. She was extremely shocked.

Those people were not Ernest’s bodyguards. They had different skin, different features, and were from different races and different countries.

Their faces had huge differences. They were composed of nearly all the races from the whole world.

Their wearings were also quite different.

Some of them wore business suits, some of them wore army suits, some of them wore normal shirts, some of them were naked, some of them made up.

There were various types of people, all represented different identities.

They all picked up the call and used Mandarin to communicate with Ernest. “Sir,” they greeted.

“Yes,” Ernest nodded. His eyes were sharp.

He quickly determined how many people were in the meeting and many of them could not attend due to some reasons. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

A black man was looking at Florence with his sharp eyes.

With eyes full of vigilance, he asked, “Sir, who is she? Why she is here?”

In light of the fact that suddenly being nominated, Florence sat straight.

This was more due to the reason that the man was not only having a trenchant voice but his imposing manner was scary.

She said nervously, “I am not an important person. I am just here to accompany Ernest. You guys no need to bother about me.”

Florence’s words made the people even more alert.

Some of them turned off the camera.

The black man questioned Florence trenchantly, “Unimportant person will not show up in this meeting. You better speak the truth! Are you threatening Sir when he is hurt terribly?”

Florence stunned. They did know Ernest was hurt. They must be his royal henchmen.

However, this misunderstanding was huge.

She immediately shook her hand, “No, I don’t.”

Her small hands were beautiful, shaking back and forth. It was indeed nothing.

The black man was confused even more and was more alert.

He looked at Ernest, said with a serious tone, “Sir, what you want us to do? We can all expose ourselves with just a nod from you. We will make sure that you are safe and sound.”

Florence twitched her mouth.

So, they thought she was an evildoer?