Chapter 610: Because of Her?


    Silence nketed the cabin. Except for two expressionless bodyguards sitting there like the


    background board, only Stanford and Phoebe were left there.


    Stanford pressed his thin lips, looking at Phoebe with aplicated expression.


    He frowned in regret and his mind was messy. He had heard what Addisonined just now.


    He wondered if it was because he failed to coax Phoebe so he felt so irritated and angry right now.


    Was it because of her?


    Stanford shook his head in disbelief. He denied it. He wouldn’t ever be like this because of a


    woman.


    He was sure that Addison was bullshitting because he was unhappy.


    Stanford gritted his teeth, unwilling to insist on thinking about this topic. He directly looked away.


    The cabin becamepletely quiet.


    Phoebe was looked out of the window, and Stanford was staring at his tablet.


    They didn’t interact with each other at all as if they were strangers sitting in the same cabin, and they


    would part after getting off the jet and not meet again.


    Phoebe looked out of the window in silence, feeling sadder, bitterer, and lonelier.


    She also realized more clearly that after they got off the jet and she met Florence, thest moment of


    goodbye woulde.


    No matter how many feelings she was feeling, there wouldn’t be any chance at all.


    She felt helpless, and she felt more futile.


    Stanford operated on his tablet, working on something that would gape Addison.


    After twenty minutes, a helicopter flew over, flying in parallel with the private jet at the same speed.


    Later, after theymunicated with each other, the hatch doors were opened at the same time.


    Feeling the wind flown into the cabin, Phoebe raised her head in confusion.


    In a surprise, she saw Addison standing at the hatch door, pulling a rope.


    She wondered what they were doing.


    In confusion. Phoebe peered out of the window.


    Between two nes, there were two ropes, on which a casserole was tied.


    While the ropes were pulled, the casserole was moving towards their private jet slowly.


    Phoebe gaped at them, an unreliable conjecture rising in her mind.


    Was the other helicopter delivering the tonic soup to them?


    It was way too... luxurious, wasn’t it?


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    She wondered who could be so imaginative to figure out such a method.


    After a while, the casserole was obtained safely. The hatch door was closed.


    Shortly after, Addison held a tray, on which there was a bowl of soup, and came over.


    He carefully put the soup in front of Phoebe and said, “Miss Jenkins, please drink the soup while it’s


    warm. It’s quite good for your health.”


    Staring at the tonic soup in front of her, Phoebe couldn’t believe that her ridiculous guess had been


    confirmed.


    Sure enough, the tonic soup was delivered by helicopter.


    With aplicated look, she held the bowl of tonic soup that was obtained in difficulty with her hands


    solemnly.


    She said gratefully, “Thank you so much, Addison.”


    Addison immediately waved his hand and said with a smile, “I didn’te up with the idea. Mr. Fraser


    arranged it in person. Miss Jenkins, if you want to thank someone, please Mr. Fraser.”


    After finishing his words with a smile, Addison cast a nce at Stanford meaningfully and walked


    forward in a hurry.


    He tried his best not to be the third wheel.


    Inwardly, he was shocked and delighted. It turned out Mr. Fraser had finally be smart. He could


    even think of delivering the tonic soup by helicopter.


    It was such a big effort that showed his romantic care, Addison was sure that Miss Jenkins must be


    quite moved.


    It turned out Mr. Fraser was a master looks like a fool. When he truly cared about someone, he could


    do such practical things.


    Upon hearing Addison’s words, Phoebe suddenly felt the soup bowl in her hands was too hot for her to


    hold still.


    It was more shocking than she got to know that the tonic soup was delivered by the other helicopter.


    It turned out it was Stanford who personally arranged such an action.


    Her eyes kept twinkling. She looked at him with a puzzled look.


    Noticing Phoebe’s expression, Stanford could tell that she wanted to ask something but didn’t. He felt a


    bit uneasy.


    He said in a stuffy tone, “I have a lot of helicopters. It’s just a piece of cake. Hurry up to drink your


    soup. It’s getting cold.”


    Addison, who had just opened the door of the operation cabin, was speechless.


    He’d rather that Mr. Fraser didn’t speak.


    Besides, how could it be just a piece of cake? At least, Addison had never seen Stanford use a


    helicopter to deliver the tonic soup to another person, not to mention that the soup was hurriedly taken


    out from the tonic soup restaurant of an ultra-luxury hotel.


    Upon hearing his words, Phoebe’s sparkling eyes instantly dimmed.


    She twitched her mouth corners ironically. Of course, that was just a piece of cake for Stanford as long


    as he gave amand. How could she insist on feeling that he treated her differently?


    She felt that herself was so pathetic as she had overthought.


    Holding the soup bowl tightly, she whispered, “Thank you.”


    Then she bent down her head and slowly drank the soup.


    However, she didn’t taste anything except the bitterness.


    When it was getting dark, the private jet had arrived at the vi.


    Phoebe knew that Florence was there. After getting off the jet, she couldn’t wait to see Florence.


    However, there were several vis in front of her, all surrounded by bodyguards. Obviously, it was


    Stanford’s territory.


    Frowning, she turned around and asked, “Which vi is Flory staying?”


    “I’ll show you the way.”


    Stanford strode towards the vi where Florence stayed.


    Looking at his receding figure, Phoebe felt depressed and upset.


    She pressed her lips. Without thinking about anything, she tried to clean up all the sadness in her mind.


    Then, she hurriedly followed Stanford to walk forward.


    As soon as they arrived at the entrance of a vi, its gate was opened from the inside.


    Florence was standing at the door, looking at Phoebe excitedly.


    She called, “Over here, Phoebe!”


    Phoebe suddenly paused, widening her eyes to look at the petite figure at the door.


    It was Florence for real.


    It was her!


    In an instant, Phoebe’s eyes became reddened. She couldn’t help holding back her tears anymore.


    She said between sobs, “Flory, are you truly all right?”


    Florence quickly looked at Phoebe up and down. Seeing that she had no obvious wounds, Florence


    breathed a sigh of relief.


    Immediately, she ran out of the door, pounced at Phoebe, and hugged her.


    “I’m fine. But, Phoebe, I’m so worried about you!”


    Phoebe was taken aback for a moment. Then she hugged Florence back.


    Her tears streamed down along her cheeks.


    She said in a trembling voice while weeping, “Flory, you are safe and sound. It’s so good. It’s so


    wonderful!”


    Only God knew how much she med herself and she wished to die in the past weeks when she had


    thought that Florence was dead. If Florence had truly died, Phoebe would definitely be living in the


    shadow all her life and never let go of the incident at all.


    Right now, Florence was still alive, which made Phoebe’s broken and depressed heart brighter.


    Phoebe hugged Florence tightly, weeping andughing.


    “Flory, I’m too happy. You are fine! You are alright! I feel as if I’m still dreaming. I truly missed you to


    death!”


    Hugging Phoebe, Florence could clearly feel her trembles.


    She had never seen Phoebe so haggard and frightened.


    Feeling sorry for her, Florence patted Phoebe on the bed. She said apologetically, “I’m sorry, Phoebe. I


    made you worried.”


    ‘I also made you suffered,’ she added inwardly.