It was not Ernest.

Florence didn’t know how she felt at the moment. She felt disappointed, yet at the same time she breathed a sigh of relief.

She then quickly adjusted her emotions and said with a smile, “Mr. Myron, what’s the matter? Come in please.”

Reynold stood at the door, “Are you free now? I want to bring you to a place.”

After the farewell party that was held last night, they would leave the Riverside City in the next two days and naturally they would not have any work-related to task. What they needed to do was to pack up their luggage. So Florence was free now.

Florence nodded her head, “Please wait for a minute. I need to take my handbag.”

Florence went into the room to take her bag and then went out.

Reynold gazed at her, his lines of sights unfathomable and complicated, “Let’s go.”

Soon after Reynold and Florence left the room, Ernest came to find Florence.

Standing at the door of her room, he looked tall and noble as usual. Nevertheless, except for composure, there was also a touch of nervousness on his face.

He hesitated for a few seconds and then reached out to knock on the door.

“Knock, knock, knock…”

There was still no response after a long while.

Ernest slightly wrinkled his brows. It was early in the morning, why wasn’t Florence in her room?

He hastily produced his phone and made a phone call to Timothy, “Do you know where Florence is?”

Timothy replied, “I will check it right now.”

He soon called back Ernest.

“Sir, Miss Fraser left the hotel with Mr. Myron twenty minutes ago.”

Ernest immediately pulled a long face when he heard the words.

He was enshrouded by a horrifying and cold aura.

A thought popped into his mind. Last night Florence had a love test and she came out with Reynold today. Could it be that she did the love test because she had a crush on Reynold?

by a big hand and

standing on a lump of cottons, which made

He actually felt panicked.

“Where are they?”

answered, “It seems like they

for me. We have to go there right

the words, Ernest ended the

to get back Florence and he couldn’t wait for it

together with Reynold alone. More importantly, he wouldn’t

so much

Florence to

she saw the detached villa in front of her. She could still remember that Reynold brought her

that time, he was still a playboy with some evil intentions and almost

awkward when they learned that it was a misunderstanding, but

What a coincidence!

concern when seeing that Florence was

her head, “Nothing. By the way, why do you

in.” Reynold smiled meaningfully. He

into the house. They then went to a spacious and bright room that was located on the inner

luxuriant garden. The other three walls of the room were made of a huge floor-to-ceiling glass mirror respectively and

in the room except a human-shaped mannequin

an eye-catching skirt on the

formal as it could be dressed when you want to go shopping or to

perfectly combined fashion with

beautiful. You designed

skirt. She couldn’t help but let out an

every of his new design would surprise her. She felt that this fashionable and

And now, because of her work, she stepped into the upper class and it was unavoidable that

money. Nevertheless, the evening dresses for parties were all expensive yet not practical. Generally, she would put the dress into

life, Florence felt that this would probably be a

curled up his lips into a triumphant smile and radiated

designer in this field and everyone would be astonished by his

“Yeah.”

the mannequin and took off the skirt from

“Mr. Myron, what are

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