Chapter 31: Eager and Aggressive Women
Florence panicked from Harold’s stare and she subconsciously kept a distance away from him. “Is
there anything wrong? Mr. Hammer.”
“Florence, we’ve met quite a few times back then, and I’ve evene all the way to treat you during
midnight when you fell sickst time, so I guess we’re friends now?” Florence was speechless to see
him mentioning how he treated herst time and she nodded. “Yes.” Harold then let out a victorious
smile. “Since we’re friends, I suppose you have to help me spice up the banquet organized at my
house tonight?”
Florence choked. Could she possibly say no? She could not reject him, but she had promised to treat
Ernest dinner at the same time. Feeling troubled, she looked towards Ernest and asked in a cautious
way, “Mr. Hawkins, why don’t we go to Harold’s house together?” They would still have their dinner at
the banquet; it was just that it was at a different location. Ernest stared at her with an uncanny look.
“Are you sure you want to go?” Florence felt his question weird inexplicably, as if what she agreed to
was a trap. Yet since she could not figure out what was actually wrong, she nodded.
Ernest did not say another word and he went inside the car. He then ordered, “Go to AK Image.” AK
Image Design Solutions was a ce special for nobles to make hair styles and dress up, and that also
meant Ernest had agreed to go. Harold let out a smile in delight. As expected, as long as Florence
stood out, Ernest would change his mind. It seemed like targeting Florence would be the fastest and
most urate way to aplish something.
Florence went for makeup upon reaching AK image. Harold went back first. Before he left, he reminded
Florence over and over again toe and she must also bring Ernest with her too. Florence was
baffled and she kept on feeling that he had unspeakable n towards Ernest.
One hourter, the designer walked out of the room and seeing Ernest who had already sat on the
couch, she spoke with deference, “Mr. Hawkins, Ms. Fraser is done.” Ernest put down the newspaper
and looked up. He saw the room door being opened from the inside and Florence was walking out with
a pale blue long dress embroidered with gems. The fitting dress had made her body figure looked
curvier and alluring. She was wearing little makeup and was looking pretty but without a loss of
innocence. Ernest had seen many attractive women, but it was only the woman before him that had
amazed him greatly. Florence blushed from his stare and she felt slightly embarrassing. She walked to
him on her high heels and said, “Sorry for the wait.”
“It’s okay,” Ernest spoke ndly. He then stood to his feet and walked towards her. He extended his
hand and suddenly grabbed hers. Florence was stupefied and she wanted to retrieve her hand as a
reflex. “Mr. Hawkins?”
“Don’t move.” Ernest took out a diamond ring and with a serious look, he slowly slid the ring onto her
finger. Florence’s heart raced uncontrobly when she felt the ring surrounded her finger. She only
noticed then it was their engagement ring. Wasn’t the ring supposed to be at her home? Why did it
appear here? As if understanding her confusion, Ernest exined with a moderate speed, “I’ve asked
Tim to take it here. Your identity tonight is my fiancée.”
Fiancée. The word hit her on the chest like a hammer. Since the engagement banquetst time, she
had not used that identity to show up at any event again, and she would never have thought that she
would stand beside Ernest with that identity at a socializing banquet.
The banquet was organized at the manor of Harold’s house at the suburb. The huge manor was
decorated magnificently and a long red carpet was evenid outside the main entrance of the vi. The
moment the Lamborghini car stopped at the end of the red carpet, two boys quickly moved forward and
pulled the car doors open at both sides with deference. Florence got out of the car and naturally walked
towards Ernest’s side. Ernest looked at her and rumbled, “Stay by my side all the time tonight.”
Even if she had attended the banquet as his partner or fiancée, she only did it by the rule and she
doubted the necessity to stay with him all the time. Florence was even more baffled. How would the
banquet tonight be any different?
“You’re finally here.” Harold seemed to have waited there for a long time and he came forward while
holding to a prettydy. “Come, let’s go inside together.” Florence thought it to be unreasonable. Harold
was the host, yet he had refused to go inside and was determined to wait for Ernest’s arrival. Why was
that so? As if already knew Harold’s trick, Ernest headed forward without any expression on his face.
Harold let out a victorious smile and followed him.
Many people had arrived at the main hall for the banquet. Ladies and gentlemen were standing
together in groups, socializing and chatting. Yet it was possible to tell that the proportion of women was
clearly way higher than the men tonight under careful observations. Most of thedies had paid much
attention to dressing up and everyone of them was as dazzling as a flower. They always maintained
their most elegant posture while looking out to the entrance intermittently. It seemed that they were all
waiting for someone.
There was suddenly amotion at the ce near the main entrance and an excited voice could be
heard vaguely. “Mr. Hammer is here.” Upon receiving the news, the women all actively approached the
entrance at once and were eager to be the first to showcase their most beautiful self.
The banquet was organized by the Hammer family. Although it did not seem any special on sight, it
was in fact a banquet for blind date that was known by everyone without having being told. And the
women all came for Harold.
The women all looked towards the entrance with eager and they finally saw the oneing in.
Contradictory to their expectations, two men and two women came in. And one of the men had
instantly drawn everyone’s attention over, standing in the limelight of the main hall.
“Oh my god, he’s so handsome!”This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.
“I’ve never seen such a handsome man before. I’m falling in love. Who is he? Is he Mr. Hammer? I
want to marry him.”
“He’s not Mr. Hammer, he’s Mr. Ernest Hawkins! My gosh, Ernest Hawkins is one hundred times more
charming than what’s said in the rumor. With his presence, I can’ty my eyes on any other men
anymore.”
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The women were all stunned and even could not help but let out gasps of amazement. With the strong
presence of Ernest, it turned out Harold who was the main character tonight was not noticed by anyone
at all. Anthony who had already arrived earlier walked out of the crowds and stood beside Harold. He
said with contempt, “You’re daring enough to actually use Ernest as your shield.”
“I’m capable enough to ask him over.” Harold smiled with exceptionalcence. With Ernest’s
presence, he would be able to go through the night smoothly without being bothered by those women.
Ernest was not affected by the attentions he received at all, he even felt a little annoyed. With a frigid
look, he walked inside without looking to the sides. Some women were bold. One woman who deemed
herself to be beautiful and confident waved her long hair and walked towards him like walking on a
catwalk. She extended her hand towards him gracefully and said, “Hello, Mr. Hawkins. I’m Rosalie
Davidson, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Care to have a drink with me?”
Staring at the woman who was blocking his way before him, a cold light shed across his eyes. He
then held Florence’s hand and said with a low but cosseted tone of voice. “I’ll have to seek my
fiancée’s permission first.”
Fiancée? The word seemed to havended a huge bomb among the crowds. The people nearby all
looked towards Florence at once with shock.