Chapter 459: A Powerful Man


    Ernest looked at Florence, who was teary-eyed, knowing that he had indeed scared her just now.


    He reached out his fingers and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks.


    “Okay. I won’t do it again.”


    He gently and patiently reassured her and whispered in front of her, “The reason I blindfolded myself


    just now was not a risk, but a sure win.”


    Such a death race depended on the opponent’s psychological quality, whether they could bear it to the


    end, and it was totally risking their lives.


    Even if he was blindfolded, how could he be so sure of winning?


    Ernest patiently exined to her, “This race is all about one’s psychological quality and limit of


    endurance. Benjamin must have checked out all of rence’s information and predicted that rence


    was timid in nature and would definitely unable to bear it, making the turn and admit defeat. But I’m not


    rence. Benjamin is convinced that rence won’tst until the end, so he won’t make the turn too.


    In the end…”


    He didn’t finish his words, but the meaning was clear.


    The two cars would have collided, and they would be dead too.


    Florence broke out in a cold sweat, and she felt a pang of fear and panic.


    She was so worried that she hadn’t even thought of such a danger.


    Ernest added, “To win this game, I had to destroy Benjamin’s belief in himself winning this. So, I


    blindfolded myself to act brave, impulsive and reckless. And when Benjamin was afraid that I’m surely


    not admitting defeat nor making a turn, he was bound to make the turn at thest moment.”


    Ernest had predicted all of it. And the result was precisely what he had expected.


    It seemed like a dangerous move and yet a sure win situation.


    Florence couldn’t tell what she felt in her heart as if she was finally relieved, and she also felt that the


    man in front of her was indeed powerful.


    It seemed that everything was within his grasp.


    She didn’t need to worry too much as he would handle it well.


    Stanford walked down the tform, looking at Ernest with admiration.


    As a man, rence’s boldness was something he admired.


    “rence, you’re awesome. Two wins in three games and one tied. You’ve beaten him out!”


    Phoebe said happily as she walked beside Stanford.


    Then, she looked at Benjamin and said sarcastically, “Mr. Turner, are you convinced now? You


    shouldn’t have proposed any bet if you had known that you couldn’t beat rence. It’s a bit humiliating


    now that you’ve lost so badly.”


    Benjamin was still sitting in the car, and his face looked gloomy and terrible.


    Not only was it a disgrace, but he would also have no face if this got out.


    Damned it.


    Benjamin and rence were at daggers drawn!


    “I have things to do. I’ll leave now.”


    Kicking the door open, Benjamin got out of the car and walked down the hills with a nk face.


    There was still a long way to the bottom of the mountain, and it would take a long time to walk. They


    had alle up by a car, but in this situation now, Benjamin would also feel humiliated if he had stayed


    any longer.


    He just wanted to disappear immediately.


    Ernest gazed at Benjamin’s gloomy back, and then looking at Phoebe, he advised remarkably,


    “Phoebe, Benjamin is still the young master of the Turner family, and the Turner family is a prestigious


    family. Now that you’ve dissed him so much, he might do something against you if he holds a grudge


    against you. I’m afraid your family, with their little power, won’t be able to protect you.”


    Phoebe was taken aback as he looked at Ernest in confusion.


    It was her who had personally brought Ernest here. Hence, she naturally knew this man in disguise


    very well was Ernest Hawkins, an influential and over-mighty person in City N and the first heir to the


    Turner family. His status and power were twice Benjamin’s.


    With him here, how could she be afraid of Benjamin’s revenge?


    But he said so…


    Phoebe’s eyes rolled and took the hint.


    She instantly covered her mouth in a panicked look, feeling fearful.


    “I just didn’t want to watch him bully Flory like that, and so I criticize him. I didn’t think much about it.


    What am I going to do if he retaliates against me? I have no power nor authority. Will it be a dead-end


    for me?”


    Florence wouldn’t let anything happen to Phoebe. She immediately wanted to go forward tofort


    her. But just as she was about to open her mouth, Ernest grabbed her arm and pulled her back.


    She raised her eyes, seeing Ernest shaking his head gently at her, signalling her not to speak.


    What was going on?


    Florence was puzzled, but she choked her words back.


    Phoebe spoke in panic, looking really scared.


    She was so panicked that she seemed to have subconsciously gone forward and grabbed Stanford’s


    sleeve.


    “Mr. Fraser, you have a good rtionship with Mr. Turner. Can you help me to say something and


    apologize to him with me?”


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    Stanford felt ufortable for being pulled by his sleeve so intimately.


    He subconsciously wanted to wave her off, but when seeing Phoebe’s frightened look, his heart


    melted.


    He couldn’t bear it seeing Phoebe like this.


    Stanford hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice, “With me around, he wouldn’t dare to do


    anything to you.” After all, Phoebe was Florence’s best friend, and he should be taking care of her too,


    right?


    Phoebe’s eyes lit up, and she grabbed Stanford’s arm excitedly.


    She said joyfully, “Mr. Fraser, you mean that you will keep me safe, right?”


    Stanford was speechless.


    He didn’t mean this either.


    Stanford wanted to exin, but looking at Phoebe’s expression that turned from pitiful to looking


    forward happily, his lips moved but still didn’t say anything else.


    “Just rx.”


    That would be a covert promise for saying this.


    Phoebe had achieved her goal, and she became even happier, grabbing Stanford’s arm tighter and


    being very close to him.


    “Mr. Fraser, you are so nice. You’re the most handsome and best man I have ever seen.”


    Stanford’s heart missed a beat, sensing the faint scent of the woman, which was unfamiliar to him.


    He looked fretting. He was indeed still not suitable to be together with women.


    Florence stood dumbfounded, watching the interaction between Phoebe and Stanford.


    If she didn’t have known Ernest intention just now, she would be foolish for not knowing it now.


    Ernest was deliberately creating opportunities for Phoebe!


    Stanford was a man of his word. Since he had promised to take care of Phoebe in the future, after


    some times, it was likely that a spark would ur between the single man and woman.


    Florence’s temples pulsed when seeing Stanford’s squirming look and yet not knowing how to refuse.


    She inexplicably had a bad feeling that her brother seemed to have fallen into a


    trap.