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.

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

the surface but he was quite

Ernest couldn’t find Florence at all, which was all because

would

not to treat him

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

at Ernest with

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

explain to her

was standing next to them, straightened. With a sigh, he thought to himself, ‘Mr. Hawkins is always so arrogant and proud. When has he be so patient and

his rock

was a fortune or misfortune for

Stanford wasn’t moved. He stood motionlessly, emanating an

each syllable, “She

Florence’s biological father, you

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

wants to meet you, would she be so eager to leave by plane? Would she refuse to get

was like a nail smashed into

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

lips. “She’s just skipping.

were so

brain. Stanford was so angry that he wished

was

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

Mr. 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,

I’m here, do you think they could get married?” Ernest pressed his

asking a question, his

and he found it so hard to

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