Ernest drove pretty fast and arrived at the airport shortly.

It was a quarter to two.

The passengers were boarding the flight set off at two o’clock.

Harold followed Ernest and asked anxiously, “Ernest, they should have been boarding. We can’t get in the security check. What should we do?”

Ernest’s eyes were cold and sharp.

He said in a domineering matter, stressing each syllable, “None of the flights here could take off.”

Since he wanted her to stay, she wouldn’t be able to leave.

Ernest strode over to the special passage where Timothy was waiting for him long ago.

Seeing Ernest, he looked quite delightful. Immediately, he reported, “Mr. Hawkins, everything is arranged. We’ve blocked the airport. Before you could find Ms. Fraser, no flight is allowed to take off.”

“Ehn,” Ernest answered in a deep voice, fastening his speed when walking forward.

Harold’s mouth corners kept twitching. Blocking the whole airport? All the flights were delayed to take off?

It seemed that Ernest had put a lot of effort. No wondered he wasn’t afraid of anything.

In this case, even if Florence had wings, she couldn’t fly out of City N at all.

Ernest passed the special passage and got on the car that was arranged for him ahead, heaving to the flight, of which Florence bought the ticket.

Since it was almost time to take off, all the passengers were delivered but the shuttle buses to the entrance of the plane. There was a long line in front of the entrance.

However, the crew members blocked the gate, now allowing anyone to board.

The chief attendant announced to the passengers with a big speaker while standing on the steps, “Passengers, I’m sorry. Due to the emergency, we have to delay the boarding time. Please wait here patiently. Don’t walk around.”

Upon hearing the announcement, some passengers were quite unhappy.

One of them said, “We’ve been waiting here, but now you announced it’s delayed. Why can’t we wait on the plane? We have to stand in a line here. How long will we wait?”

“Indeed, what is your problem? It’s getting cold. We feel so cold when standing here,” someone echoed.

The passengers were discussing unhappily.

didn’t

waited for almost

more upset,

“Creak--”

suddenly, only to find a high-end luxurious

cars were allowed to the airport. They wondered why this car

arriving so fast and

by it. They all

of the car

slender and straight legs, a neatly tailored

at the man, they immersed

help but

“So handsome! So overbearing!”

is he? I want

drive the luxurious car to the airport. We are just

they were

he’s looking towards

looking at

look at me.

women exclaimed in excitement, stronger and more fiercely than just

saw Ernest strode over

scanned on them one after

He didn’t miss anyone.

the more Ernest looked, the colder his

crowd three times in

Where was she?

here?” he asked

had looked up the flight that Florence

his forehead, he

“Where is Florence Fraser?”

were here looking for someone, so he was

list and answered gingerly, “Mr. Hawkins, Florence Fraser isn’t on

“What? Impossible!”

noticing you. Florence should be on this

that Florence could sense something wrong or leave here, he even didn’t stop the shuttle bus from coming over. Instead, he let

mistake before it was announced that

sad face, the chief attendant

face kept falling. A bad hunch raised

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