The black Lamborghini stopped steadily next to the jet. When the door of the car opened, a polished leather shoe stepped on the ground first.

Above it, Florence saw the straight long leg, the master of which was in a neatly tailored suit. He has wide shoulders and looked quite elegant, domineering. The outline of his chin was cold and resolute, and his features were exquisite. He was so handsome that he could make others remember him as soon as seeing his face.

Florence gaped at the man who just got off the car. It was the fact that she could never forget all her life.

Ernest!

How could he chase after her to the airport?

She wondered what on earth he wanted.

Florence’s heart couldn’t help hammering as if the restless rabbit was about to pop out from her chest.

Ernest got off the car and looked up. His sharp gaze fell on the small window of the jet, behind which was Florence’s face.

Their eyes met. In an instant, it seemed that the time stopped.

Florence even stopped her breath.

She was so panicked that she didn’t know what to do. Immediately, she looked away to dodge his gaze. When she was looking away, her sight was fully blocked.

Stanford was standing in front of Ernest, blocking Ernest’s gaze.

From Florence’s angle, she could only see her brother’s back without seeing Ernest’s expression.

Her heart jumped into her throat. She also seemed to feel relaxed as well as a bit disappointed. She wanted to do something but she couldn’t do anything in a panic.

Right then, she didn’t know how to face Ernest, so she had to escape from him in such a hurry and an embarrassment.

His sight was blocked. Ernest frowned slightly, looking deeply at the man in front.

Stanford Fraser.

from City N, Ernest had found all information about this man. After he had gone back to

looked like a gentleman on the surface but

find Florence at all, which was all because

it were someone else who had the guts to play tricks in this way, Ernest would have slaughtered him and cut him into pieces. However, Stanford was Florence’s biological brother, Ernest’s

to treat

me some time,” Ernest said gentlemanly. Although he was

looked at Ernest with the unconcealed cold

arms across on his chest and said with a snort, “If not mistaken, Mr. Hawkins, when you were in City N,

explain to her in person,” Ernest explained with his

‘Mr. Hawkins is always so arrogant and proud. When has he be so patient and made explanations to

for Florence, his rock bottom

change was a fortune

He stood motionlessly, emanating an aggressive temperament,

syllable, “She doesn’t want

Florence’s biological father, you can’t

decision for her. However, it’s Flory’s own decision not to

tone, “If she wants to meet you, would

like a nail

long way to chase after her, but Florence didn’t want to meet him as if she was hiding from a

“She’s just skipping. But

so

Stanford’s anger raise to his brain. Stanford was so

did he think was to be so

Stanford couldn’t find any word to retort - because he could see clearly in the past few days that

Hawkins. Do you need me to remind you? You’ve called off the engagement with Flory in City N. Now she has the infant matrimony to Benjamin of your Turner family. They’re getting married in the future. In other words, Flory now is your nephew’s future wife. Would it be so important

long as I’m here, do you think they could get married?” Ernest pressed his thin lips and

a question, his attitude was quite

by blood in anger, and

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