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.

soon as Florence had gone away from City N, Ernest had found all information about this man. After he had gone back to the

looked like a gentleman on the surface but he was quite heartless and

couldn’t find Florence at all, which was

guts to play tricks in this way, Ernest would have

not to

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

with the unconcealed cold

were in City N, Flory and you have broken up, haven’t you? Since you’ve

misunderstanding in City N. I can explain to her in

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

Florence, his rock bottom

if this change was a

motionlessly, emanating an aggressive temperament, his eyes

each syllable, “She doesn’t want

although you are Florence’s biological father, you

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

said in a more ironical tone, “If she wants to meet you, would she be so eager

word was like a nail

after her, but Florence didn’t want to meet him as if she was hiding from a monster. He

his thin lips. “She’s just skipping. But I’m sure she loves

words were so affirmative like

to his brain. Stanford was

think was to

word to retort - because he could see clearly in the past few days that Florence still loved and missed

matrimony to Benjamin of your Turner family.

think they could get married?” Ernest pressed

he was asking a question, his attitude was quite

choked by blood in anger, and he found it so hard to breathe

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