Chapter 862 Make a Guess at His Decision
Stanford’s face was extremely hideous, and he was emanating a chilly aura as he stomped towards
the direction where Phoebe and Collin were headed.
It felt like he was about to kill someer.
Florence stared at the three people who had just left in a hurry and she was still in a daze.
She blinked and turned to ask Ernest.
“Do you know what happenedst night? How did my brother and Phoebe…”
She was too embarrassed to spell out the whole sentence.
However, her implication was clear.
Ernest’s meaningful gaze swept across Collin’s back and then he gazed gently at Florence and
rubbed her head with affection.
He said in a low voice, “You don’t need to know too much about this kind of thing. After all, it’s not
an appropriate situation that anyone can understand.”
His cooing was as if he was trying tofort a child.
But since when did she look like a child?
Even if this situation was adulterous and he didn’t want to tell her, but why didn’t he think about his
actions towards her every night? Why didn’t he feel like he was doing adulterous things to her?
This was like the saying, “The sheriff can set fire but themoners cannot light theirmps.”
Florence patted his hand and pursued the topic, “You know something, don’t you? Ernest, tell me
the reason.”
After all, she couldn’t wrap her head around the fact that Stanford didn’t know that he liked Phoebe
for so long and on the other hand Phoebe had already given up on this rtionship.
With the state of affairs between these two, there was no way the two of them would just hit it off
and sleep together out of the blue.
There must be something going on if something like that really happenedst night.
Ernest pressed his lips into a line and suddenly asked, “Make a guess, after having a rtionship
like that, how do you think your brother would treat Phoebe? Would he settle this with money and
draw a clear line, or do you think he would bear the responsibility of his actions?”
The smile ying at the corners of his lips was enchanting, “If you guess it right, I will tell you the
reason.”
Florence stared at Ernest dumbfounded and thought that she couldn’t believe she had to make a
choice here. He was really a sly fox.
She struggled to give this a thought.
Based on Stanford’s temper and emotional tendency, there was a high probability that he would do
what most men do. He would draw a line between them andpensate her with money.
On the other hand, his alternative was to bear responsibility for that ridiculous night with Phoebe.
This possibility… was so low that it wouldn’t even have a zero point one percent chance of
happening.
Florence looked at Ernest and said firmly, “I think that my brother will feel responsible towards
Phoebe!”
Every word uttered from her mouth was as firm and irrefutable as a blessing given to them.
Even if there was only a zero point one chance for that to happen, that was the oue she
fervently wished for.
It was a happy oue.
Ernest shot a deep gaze at Florence and said, “Then let’s wait and see.”
The two of them made this promise before moving towards the direction of the suite.
They weren’t that far behind, so when they arrived, Phoebe and Stanford were already waiting at
the entrance.
At the same time, there were a few dozen tall and muscr bodyguards dressed in ck overalls
who had a grave expression on their faces. They were seeping with hostility, and they were ready to
rush in at any moment.
It was obvious that this suite was surroundedpletely.
Ernest held Florence’s tiny hand and they walked towards the door. The bodyguard standing guard
at the door immediately gave way politely and weed them.
When Ernest was standing in front of the door, he immediately appeared extremely hostile and
dangerous. Heshed out with his feet and kicked the door.
“Bang!”
With a loud bang, the seemingly-solid door was blown away just like that.
Immediately, he held Florence with one of his hands and stepped on the door lying on the floor.
They made their way in.
This huge noise startled everyone and they all shot up from the sofa. It was that same old driver
and another youngster inside there.
They scolded loudly, “What do you think you are doing?”
Ernest didn’t even look at them as his gaze fell on the door of the secret room which was told to him
by Florence.
He waved his hand and ordered, “Demolish it!”
All the bodyguards poured in orderly and a few of them pinned the two men inside and restricted
their movements while the others rushed to the door of the secret room and began kicking and
pounding relentlessly at the door.
The door was specially fortified so it was morepact than others, but in just two minutes, the
door began to show signs of breaking down.
“Stop it right now!”
Just as the door was about to fall away, a man scolded loudly from inside the room.
The bodyguards immediately stopped their movements.
With a mechanical buzzing sound, the door was opened from inside.
A butler was the first to emerge. He stared at the crowd here as if he was seeing a band of bandits
and scolded loudly, “What are you trying to do? Don’t you know the rules around here? I can’t
believe that you guys are… Ah! It’s so painful!”
Before he could finish hisint, both of his hands were clutched with full might by a bodyguard.
He was pinned on the wall.
The bodyguard had enormous strength and the butler’s limbs almost snapped in half as he
continued to yap in agony.
“Hmm, I wonder who could you guys be? Since you are brave and arrogant enough to mess with
me on my turf.”
A man’s angered voice sounded from inside the room.
Jensen who was dressed in full ck slowly came in view out of the room.
His face was written with fury, and he immediately imposed an ominous aura on the air. He was
indeed intimidating.
If anyone whoid eyes on him now, he or she would stagger backwards and show him some
respect.
However, his opponent here was Ernest.
Ernest stood in the suite and his eyes were as sharp as ice. His gaze shot out like des which
pierced Jensen’s body.
He asked Florence beside him, “Was he the one who has poisoned you?”
Florence looked at Jensen’s face and she was boiling with anger too.
It was this man with a fake smile who had tried to poison Phoebe and her yesterday, and they
almost died because of it.
Florence didn’t have any feelings of goodness towards him anymore as she nodded firmly, “Right, it
was none other than him!”
Jensen was someone smart, and upon hearing their conversation, he immediately understood what
was going on.
So one of the waitresses with smoky make-up on yesterday was Florence!
That must mean the other one was Phoebe!
He was here to help Kieran, so naturally he had seen photos of Florence and the gang before. Now
that Florence was without any make-up, he could immediately recognize her.
However,st night, he only wanted to annihte everything from the root. He didn’t verify that it was
Florence.
He never thought that the ones he was trying to drug was Florence and Phoebe!
Florence wasn’t that angry about this since Jensen was already Ernest’s opposition in the first ce
and they wouldn’t have settled this in any other way other than a full-out war. There was no
meaning in killing Ernest’s woman at this point. However, this was not the same for Phoebe as she
was the one specifically chosen by Kieran. Phoebe had to stay alive until the end of thismercial
war as she was touted as a prize for Kieran by then.
There was no way she could die.
Jensen’s gaze swiftly brushed past Florence and fell on Phoebe who wasing in and found that
she was alive. It made him sigh in relief.
However, when he saw that beneath the small jacket Phoebe was wearing, and the nket
covering her and kiss marks on her neck, his face immediately be ugly.
He began to curse at her resentfully, “You filthy woman, I can’t believe that you’re fooling around
with some men!”
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Deep within his heart, Phoebe was already Kieran’s woman in every sense of the word. It was a
bitch move by her if she was to fool around with other men.