Florence looked at his handsome face. Seeing that he was closing his eyes, she secretly relaxed a bit.

When Ernest was with her before, he always wanted to approach her for unknown reasons and did something to her, which was an ambiguous and stimulating way, making her flustered and panicked.

However, in the recent few days, Ernest had changed a lot. He always kept a proper distance from her.

But he didn’t ignore her either.

Such a distance made Florence relaxed a lot. At least, she wouldn’t be too nervous. Her reason reminded her that this was supposed to be the best distance and the most suitable relationship between them both.

However, at the bottom of her heart, she felt disappointed faintly, quite depressing.

She wondered what on earth she wanted to do.

Feeling quite relaxed, Florence, however, felt a bit annoyed. Upon realizing her mood, she felt quite irritated, wondering what was wrong with her.

She didn’t look at Ernest anymore. Turning around and looking out of the window, she tried to sober up herself while feeling the oncoming cold wind.

At the same time, she also sent Reynold a text message.

She told him that she had to leave because she couldn’t be in touch with him. She also asked him not to pick her up from the hotel but go to the fashion show directly.

Meanwhile, Reynold was so helpless that he wanted to kill himself.

He had never expected that on the street that was a few blocks away from his villa, on which there was no traffic at all, would have such terrible traffic today.

Those vehicles from nowhere completely blocked the whole street as well as other few streets nearby.

Wondering how long the traffic would last, Reynold almost wanted to dump his car and run to the hotel. However, as soon as he opened the door, the cars in front suddenly moved forward.

Behind his car, the noisy honks were suddenly heard.

What a coincidence!

Reynold couldn’t help but curse. He could only get back in his car, started the engine, and drove.

However, after driving forward for less than twenty meters, he had to stop the car again.

There was another jam in front that nothing could move.

was so angry that

decided to dump his car and walk, the traffic in front of him would get better. The

couldn’t dump

he had wasted

was still waiting

so depressed. If it went on like this, he couldn’t attend the fashion show on time at all. He had to give Florence a

situation worse was that his phone didn’t have a

“Shit!”

the steering

earth

the entrance of

got off, Florence saw several ushers were standing at the

up in fashionable dresses and looked quite pretty. All the guests greeted by them were also dressed

much

was well prepared, she felt that

and looked at Ernest next to

said, “Mr. Hawkins, please go in. I guess we should separate

a fashion show, there should be a lot of guests who knew Ernest because of his

they walked together, she would be gazed at and discussed by

such a chance. All she wanted was to watch the fashion

dark light flashed through Ernest’s eyes. However, he couldn’t push her so

lips

some accident. How

as if he

couldn’t have the heart to refuse. She

lips. Raising his arm, he hinted at her to

manner. Florence didn’t overthink, so she took his arm and followed

guards checking the guests’

sense -- in a fashion show like this, they should be extremely careful to guarantee security and to avoid

it over to a guard. However, as soon as the guard saw

for coming. This way please.”

check Ernest

he might want

hummed in response. Then he took Florence into the hall as

a refreshed impression

as a legend in the business world. However, in such a high-end fashion show that had strict

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