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.

man. After he had gone back to the Turner

like a gentleman on the surface but he was quite

find Florence at all,

tricks in this way, Ernest would have slaughtered him and cut him into pieces. However, Stanford was Florence’s biological

to

said gentlemanly. Although he was requesting, he sounded so aggressive that he wouldn’t

with the unconcealed

you were in City

N. I can explain to

is always so arrogant and proud. When has he be so

Florence, his rock bottom is changed again

if this change was a

an aggressive temperament, his eyes

each syllable, “She

Florence’s biological father, you can’t

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

you, would she be

a

a long way to chase after her, but Florence didn’t want to meet him as if she was hiding from a monster. He didn’t even have a chance to explain for

lips. “She’s just skipping.

were so affirmative

wave of Stanford’s anger raise to his brain. Stanford

did he think was to

he could see clearly in the past few days that Florence still loved and missed

to Benjamin

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

question, his attitude was quite

blood in anger, and he found it so

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