Chapter 861 Feeling an Intense Jealousy


    Then, her whole existence was ground to a stop.


    Besides a huge sense of disbelief, there was no other feelings.


    She couldn’t believe her eyes that who she saw was Stanford. She really thought that he had simply


    passed by coincidentally, but she couldn’t dismiss the unusual messiness of his attire which was


    normally neat and immacte. Furthermore, there were some marks of kisses on his neck too.


    It seemed that he was one and the same as Phoebe, or to put it in more context, he was even


    worse than her.


    So, the one who had bullied Phoebest night was her own brother, Stanford?


    Ho—How could this be possible?


    Even if her brother really loved Phoebe, he was someone with impable self-control. He should


    be very traditional when it came to such matters, and his values should dictate him to only sleep


    with a woman once he and that woman was married.


    How could he do something like sleeping with a woman before marriage?


    Florence’s eyes were bulging wide and she could barely produce any voice, “You guys, did you


    really… really…”


    What was she trying to say?


    She couldn’t put it into words, and her startled heart was almost jumping out of her throat.


    Stanford’s handsome face was the usualposed but darkened expression, as if indicating a calm


    before the storm brewing in the distance.


    He nced at Phoebe and shifted it to Florence, and with a very faint voice, he admitted to what


    she had said.


    His lone syble of voice was like a huge sledgehammer.


    Every spection and prediction in Florence’s mind had be reality at this moment.


    Her brother had really slept with Phoebe!


    My God, this was really an unexpected development of things.


    She didn’t know whether she should feel ecstatic or utterly shocked, and a dribble of words came


    out of her mouth without warning, “Did you guys do that willingly… Ugh!”


    Before she could finish, a cold hand hastily sped Florence’s mouth.


    Phoebe was in a frenzy, “Flory, stop talking.”


    She was so embarrassed that nothing could hide that feeling.


    She wanted to jump off a building.


    Stanford watched Phoebe’s ghastly white face and darting eyes and suddenly felt that a mist had


    formed in his chest, which befuddled him.


    He couldn’t see through her.


    His suppressed feelings were going to break free.


    With what had happenedst night, could it be that she was going to run away from the truth


    forever?


    Running away would not solve the problem.


    Stanford stared straightly at Phoebe and said with a solemn face, “Phoebe, let’s have a talk…”


    “Last night when we lost consciousness, didn’t Jensen send anyone to check on us? Did he find out


    about anything? Is he still in the confined suite at this moment?”


    Phoebe suddenly raised her voice and cut Stanford off. She dished out three questions


    consecutively without even changing her breath.


    Stanford knitted his brows hard, and he was looking at Florence with aplicated gaze.


    In the air, there was a hard, cold and awkward silence hanging in it.


    It was obvious that he didn’t want to answer Phoebe.


    Seeing that her attempt to change the topic of conversation was about to fail and the whole


    atmosphere was going to freeze over, Phoebe began contemting the idea of running away, but at


    this moment, Collin’s voice sounded nondescriptly.


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    “When you were asleepst night, I have gone to investigate and find that Kieran’s newly added


    influx of funds were transmitted from this ce. We have hijacked the information, and we need a


    password to break the security. We need a little more time. However, if they could break the cod,


    then the source of this fund woulde into light. By then, we can say with a very high likeliness


    about the mysterious family backing Kieran and their whereabouts.”


    This piece of news was a huge breakthrough for Florence and the lot.


    However, nobody was really paying attention to this.


    Florence’s gaze was still glued to Phoebe, and through her tightly pressed lips, it seemed that she


    had a high chance of blurting something outrageous at any moment.


    However, Phoebe was not ready to venture into that sensitive topic at the moment.


    With her furiously pounding heart, she immediately continued Collin’s conversation.


    “In that case, we just need to wait for the moment when the code is broken? Does that mean that


    we no longer need to wait here? Can we leave now?”


    As she said that, she started to back off, “Then, I’ll take my leave now.”


    “You can’t do that now.”


    Ernest’s deep voice came.


    Phoebe who was turning in preparation to flee the scene immediately froze. With an annoyed look,


    she gazed at Ernest with confusion.


    “Why?”


    It was too awkward for her to stay here any longer.


    Ernest reached out and held Florence, and his cool gaze was directed in the direction of the suite,


    his tone filmed with ice.


    “Jensen deserves to die.”


    It was only a sentence, but the air itself suddenly became chilly all of a sudden, and it felt like it was


    sub-zero temperature here.


    He was emanating with real murderous intent.


    Phoebe never experienced real life-and-death situation, and upon seeing Ernest like this, she was


    instinctively gripped by fear.


    This man was usually very aloof and high and mighty, and he had transformed into the God of the


    underworld.


    He was too imposing and domineering.


    She couldn’t even begin to think of the authenticity of his words when he imed that he wanted to


    kill Jensen.


    That scene would be very bloody.


    “I—I am scared of blood. I won’t be staying around to watch it.” Phoebe really wanted to flee.


    Stanford looked at Phoebe’s terrified and pale face and felt sorry for her, and without much thought,


    he blurted out, “Then you won’t need to see it. Let Ernest and Collin handle this, I will keep you


    company here.”


    When they heard this, Collin snapped around at Stanford with an astonished expression.


    Oh my, it seemed that his master hade to his senses after a passionate and lustrous night. He


    almost couldn’t believe this.


    Stanford even knew that he had to be alone with Phoebe to flirt with her!


    Collin immediately wanted to state his agreement, but before he could say something, Phoebe


    hastily rejected this proposal.


    “Jensen is the one who made me get poisoned, how can I not take a look? Let’s go, I want to see


    for myself his death!”


    Phoebe was practically gritting her teeth. She was more nervous than anyone here.


    This was only natural. She wouldn’t want to be alone with Stanford here, would she?


    She wanted to be away from him as far as possible, and any kind of private space, no, she didn’t


    even want to share a word with him.


    Who knew what he was going to do to get back at her?


    He was always on his high horses and was always protective of himself. It was very likely that it was


    his first timest night, and it was stolen by her just like that. She was even afraid that he would


    have murderous thoughts towards her.


    She couldn’t afford the repercussions, so she must stay away.


    “Why are you still standing around? Let’s go, or else Jensen might get wind of us and run away.”


    Phoebe was yapping about as she dragged Collin, wanting to move forward as soon as she could.


    Collin who was standingzily at one spot was jerked forward by her, which caused him to almost


    lose his footing and stumble to the floor.


    He staggered forward while being led by her.


    He was immediately upset by this.


    At the same time, this was not the most critical thing. The most unnerving and unfortunate thing was


    that he suddenly felt a stabbing, sharp gaze boring a hold in his back. It was cold, ruthless and it


    was going to impale him.


    He didn’t need to turn around to see confirm the identity the man shooting this gaze into him. That


    man was feeling an intense jealousy.


    Collin really felt like banging his head on the wall and dying.


    He had purposely tinkered with Phoebest night when he was performing rescue which made her


    have some “side-effects”, and with a substantial development now, it should be a good chance for


    him to gleefully dismiss himself from this “love triangle”.


    However, Phoebe was dragging him now instead of anyone else.


    He still wanted to live for many years! Damn it!


    Stanford’s aura withered down a few notchespared to just now, and his cold, sharp gaze


    continued to focus on Phoebe’s hand which was holding Collin’s arm. An unprecedented fury and


    anger was boiling in his chest.


    He was seriously pondering the methods he could use to dispatch Collin of his arms so that the


    oue wouldn’t be as bloody.