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?

clutched by a big hand and he felt breathless. He was shadowed by

felt like he was standing on a lump of

He actually felt panicked.

“Where are they?”

hurriedly answered, “It seems like they are

me. We have to go

finishing the words, Ernest ended the call and strode

Florence and he couldn’t wait

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

want to hear Florence’s answer now. He wished so much that the

Florence

distracted when she saw the detached villa in front of her. She could still remember that

still a playboy with some evil intentions and almost

a misunderstanding, but that

What a coincidence!

wrong?” Reynold asked with concern when seeing that

the way, why

Reynold smiled meaningfully. He then walked over and opened

to a spacious and

was a huge French window in the room and behind the window there was a beautiful and luxuriant garden. The other three walls of the room

was no superfluous decoration in the room except a human-shaped mannequin that was placed in the

eye-catching

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

combined fashion with

so beautiful.

her eyes on the skirt. She couldn’t

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

now, because of her work, she

frugal in spending money. Nevertheless, the evening dresses for parties were all expensive yet not practical. Generally, she would put

daily life, Florence felt that this would probably be a dress

up his lips into a triumphant

designer in this field and everyone would

“Yeah.”

and then walked towards the

was confused, “Mr. Myron,

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