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 family, he got more information about Stanford and

the surface but he was

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

would have slaughtered him and

to

Ernest said gentlemanly. Although he was requesting, he sounded

Ernest with the unconcealed cold and

chest and said with a snort, “If not mistaken, Mr. Hawkins, when you were in City N, Flory and you have broken

I can explain to her in person,”

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

for Florence, his rock bottom

if this change was a fortune or misfortune for

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

said, stressing each syllable, “She doesn’t want to see

Florence’s biological father, you

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

you, would she be so eager

like a

him as if she was

thin lips. “She’s just skipping.

words were so

to his brain. Stanford was so angry that he

he think was to be

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

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

think they could

question, his

anger, and he

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