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.

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

like a gentleman on the surface but he was quite

Florence at all, which

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

decided not to treat him

Florence. Please give me some time,” Ernest said gentlemanly. Although he was requesting, he sounded so aggressive that he wouldn’t

with the unconcealed cold

when you were in City N, Flory and you have broken up, haven’t

I can explain to her in person,” Ernest explained with his

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

rock bottom

this change was a fortune or misfortune for

motionlessly, emanating an

“She

Florence’s biological

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

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

a nail smashed

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

“She’s just skipping. But I’m

were so affirmative like

the wave of Stanford’s anger raise to his brain. Stanford was so angry that he wished to throw a punch

he think was to

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

has the infant matrimony to Benjamin of your Turner family.

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

a question,

choked by blood in anger, and

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