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.

Ernest had found all information about this man. After he

the surface but he was quite

at all, which was all because of

in this way, Ernest would have slaughtered him and cut him into

not to treat

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

Ernest with the unconcealed cold and

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 up, it’s better not to meet

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

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

his rock bottom is changed again

wondered if this change was a fortune or

Stanford wasn’t moved. He stood motionlessly, emanating an aggressive temperament, his eyes

stressing each syllable, “She

“Mr. Fraser, although you are Florence’s biological father, you

for her. However,

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

word was like a nail smashed

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

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

so affirmative

anger raise to his brain. Stanford was

he think was to be

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

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

do you think they could get married?” Ernest pressed his thin lips and asked

question,

in anger, and he found it so

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