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.

had found all information about this man. After he had gone back to the Turner family, he got more information about Stanford and

on the surface but he

couldn’t find Florence at

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

decided not to treat

I want to talk to Florence. Please give me some time,” Ernest said gentlemanly. Although he

Ernest with the unconcealed

his arms across on his chest and said with a snort, “If not mistaken, Mr. Hawkins, when you were in City N, Flory and you have broken up, haven’t you? Since you’ve broken

misunderstanding in City N. I can explain to her in person,” Ernest explained

them, straightened. With a sigh, he thought to himself, ‘Mr. Hawkins is always

rock bottom is changed again

if this change was a fortune

motionlessly, emanating an aggressive temperament, his

said, stressing each syllable, “She

biological father, you can’t make

for her. However, it’s

to meet you, would she be so eager to leave by

was like a nail smashed into Ernest’s

want to meet him as if she was hiding

thin lips. “She’s just skipping.

were so affirmative

raise to his brain. Stanford was so angry that he wished to throw a punch

he think was to be so

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

City N. Now she has the infant matrimony to Benjamin of your

could get

he was asking a question, his

was choked by blood in anger, and he found it

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