Chapter 597: A Conversation
When the people in the video conference heard Florence’s question, the dark-skinned man
immediately said with a proud face,
“Mr. Hawkins’s power is so immense, even…”
His sentence was interrupted by a sudden ringing voice from theputer.
Everyone in the video conference had received a file.
Simultaneously, Timothy’s voice came from theputer. “Sir,plete information about Phoebe
Jenkins has been gathered and is now uploaded to yourputer. Her urate location has been
pinpointed. Surveince cameras are covering the whole area and preparation work is already
completed.”
Once Timothy’s voice had ended, people who were previously staring at Florence with burning eyes
were now looking at theputer in a serious manner.
Ernest pressed the keys on his keyboard. Phoebe’s information instantly showed up on a screen of
anotherputer.
Facing him was a casual photo of bare-faced Phoebe.
Below them were her basic information: height, weight, fashion style, habits and etc.
Florence followed his gaze to the screen and understood something at once. Ernest carried out an
investigation to collect detailed information about Phoebe and would then instruct his men to find her.
Just as she expected, Ernest instructed everyone in the video conference,
“Study the information thoroughly and start the operation immediately. You all must find her in three
days.”
“Yes, Sir!”
His men answered uniformly and then logged out one by one.
The small icons on the screen disappeared one after another. Finally, there was none left.
However, on the webpage, the icons turned into green dots with symbols, arranged in a sequence on
theputer screen.
It seemed like each of the dots was representing one of the attendees of the video conference just now.
Ernest exined, “These dots are their signal lights, if they are online, they can be contacted at any
time. But if the lights turn red, it means that they are in an emergency situation,munication will be
cut off immediately.”
The identities of these people were special, they worked undercover in every location, holding different
positions in every industry and moreover, they took up the key positions. Their real identities would be
at risk of being exposed while carrying out secret tasks.
Once one’s cover had been blown, he would immediately cut off all contacts to prevent involvement of
more people.
At the same time, Ernest’s side would also be notified and hence they would sever all connections with
him to retain Ernest’s strength.
It was cruel but it worked to maintain the highest degree of vignce.
This was also the reason why Ernest would only make use of this power after great consideration,
losing any of them would be a huge loss to him.
These people were the elites who he took great effort to groom for many years.
Although she did not fully understand what he had said, Florence nodded anyway. Whether it was
Stanford or Ernest, she actually had little exposure and understanding of their exposure and power.
The only thing she was certain of was they would whole-heartedly protect her.
Aside from the green lights, many messages started to appear on the screen.
Ernest turned his head to face Florence, “I might be busy for some time, you can go to bed if you are
sleepyter.”
While speaking to Florence, there was a hint of disappointment in Ernest’s eyes, he seemed to be
feeling down.
Originally, he had nned to sleep with Florence in his arms that night.
At that moment, it looked like his n would be postponed untilter.
Florence would never think that Ernest actually had this matter on his mind. She shook her head and
continued reaching for the grapes to peel them.
“You can go ahead with your work. Don’t be bothered by me, I will sit here to apany you.”
Furthermore, she had to continue to monitor Ernest so that he would not overwork himself and stay up
untilte night.
After all, he had just woken up from aa, his body could not withstand such heavy work.
Florence’s concerned look warmed Ernest’s heart.
He did not say anything else, ced his slender fingers again on the keyboard and started to operate
on the controls skilfully.
Florence was peeling the grapes while looking at theputer screen.
She did not understand most of the contents on the screen.
This content ? N?v/elDr(a)m/a.Org.
As a result, although she was also concerned about Phoebe, she could not resist being hypnotized by
the content she was seeing and unconsciously dozed off while resting her head on the table.
Unintentionally, Ernest turned his head and noticed Florence who was lying next to him and sleeping
soundly.
His gaze was warm, and his mouth quirked at the corners helplessly. He thought that she could fight off
her sleepiness for a longer period of time.
He reached out and ced his wide palm gently on her hair.
“Florence,” he called under his breath.
Florence who was sleepingfortably did not respond.
It looked like she had fallen into deep slumber.
For the past few days, she had been by his side for the entire time and had not been able to sleep well.
Now, since a weight was lifted off her shoulders, she was able to drift to deep sleep.
It was time for her to have a good night’s rest.
After typing out a list ofmands on the keyboard, he stood up and carefully carried Florence up.
His movements were gentle and did not disturb Florence’s sleep at all.
Florenceyfortably in Ernest’s arms, as if she had found a source of warmth, she snuggled up
into his arms like a kitten and slept even more soundly.
Looking at her, Ernest smiled affectionately.
ncing at both of his arms, his wounds might have slightly reopened.
Decided that it was nothing of concern, he walked out of the room with steady steps while carrying
Florence.
That night, it was likely that he would be workingte.
For safety reasons, he should be the only person in possession of the master terminal. When
dispatching his undercover men, he had to be in control of the whole situation using the master
terminal so that he could deal with possible unexpected circumstances.
It would be best if he kept monitoring the situation.
Florence would sleep better in bed.
The bedroom was located not far away from the study room. In a short while, Ernest carried Florence
back to the bedroom with soft but steady steps.
He ced Florence on the bed and tucked her into bed.
Immediately after Ernest’s hand left the bed, a tiny hand grabbed his wrist.
His mind went nk for a second. He directed his gaze towards Florence who furrowed her brows with
her eyes closed.
Even asleep, Florence still followed her instincts to hold him back.
With the corners of his mouth quirked up pleasantly, Ernest looked at Florence with a deep gaze.
If it wasn’t for Phoebe’s matters that were important, he would never let her sleep alone.
With his hand holding Florence’s hand, he bent his body to leave a soft kiss on her forehead.
“Good night,” he spoke with a small voice.
His maic voice was indeed charming.
Florence’s furrowed brows slowly rxed and calmness was restored to her expressions. She
appeared to be exceptionally quiet and beautiful.
Ernest stared at the sleeping Florence.
After a while, he reluctantly put her hand under the nket, turned around and walked out of the room.
As he reached the door and was about to close the door, he looked up and was surprised to see
Stanford leaning against the railing outside the door.
Standing upright, Stanford looked directly at Ernest with a darkened gaze.
It was apparent that Stanford had been waiting for him.
Ernest momentarily froze and shortly after, he closed the door softly.
Elegantly, Ernest walked towards Stanford with heavy steps and stood in front of him.
With little or no enthusiasm in his tone, Ernest said, “Mr. Fraser, do you anything to discuss with me?”
While giving a piercing gaze, Stanford’s handsome facial features were as cold as ice.