My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 852

Florence was extremely shocked, but at the same time, she felt excited, as if she had suddenly seen light in the darkness.

As a best friend and a sister, she really hoped that Phoebe could be with Stanford.

They were all good people. They would be happier when they were together.

Florence pulled Ernest's arm and made him slightly bend over to get close to her. She whispered in his ear, "Ernest, are you trying to get my brother and Phoebe together?"

Florence had already suspected it when Ernest had meddled in other people's business several times. Now she thought it was reasonable to say that he did it on purpose.

Ernest replied frankly, "you are so smart."

Florence choked. Was it really praise for her cleverness?

Forget it. That was not the point now.

Florence said in a low voice, "do you also think that my brother likes Phoebe?"

"Yes," replied Ernest faintly.

For him, this was something that could be seen through at a glance.

In the beginning, he didn't want to care about or get involved. He didn't care about other people's feelings, but Stanford was Florence's brother.

If he was single all the time, he would not have the same feeling as a man who had a girlfriend, so he did all kinds of bad things to separate him and Florence.

In order to avoid such a situation from happening again, Ernest decided to help Stanford get a girlfriend.

And the target, of course, was Phoebe.

Getting the affirmative answer from Ernest, Florence was very excited. What Ernest said must be true.

She didn't expect that Stanford would fall in love with Phoebe!

She had thought they couldn’t be together anymore, but now it was possible.

Although Phoebe had given up on Stanford, she still treated him differently.

In this case, as long as Stanford took the initiative, the two of them would easily be together.

Like now.

Then she had to keep up with Ernest and find an opportunity to make a match between them.

She would have a sister-in-law soon. And that woman was also her best friend.

Florence chuckled to herself. At this moment, Stanford suddenly turned around and said in a deep voice, "They are out."

Who were out?

Florence followed Stanford's gaze and saw the iron gate of the villa district was slowly open and a top-grade luxury car driving out.

The windows were all half transparent black, so they could not see anything outside.

Florence asked in confusion, "is there anything wrong with that car?"

After all, it looked very expensive and had no special features.

"We have checked on the way here. During this period of time, there is no other resident inside. Now the person who came out may only be someone invited by Kieran."

Then Stanford took the lead and walked out of the woods slowly.

The forest was lush, and their position was also hidden. It was not easy to find them unless they knew in advance and observed carefully.

Florence saw that Stanford was only about to walk to the edge of the forest, but didn't seem to do anything else.

"What are you going to do?"

They finally caught the person behind Kieran. At this time, the easiest and direct way was to stop the car and catch the person inside.

However, it was easy to alert the enemy when they were not sure who the other party was and how much information they had brought.

"Identify him first," Ernest replied patiently.

As he spoke, he held Florence's hand and walked towards the edge of the forest.

Florence held Phoebe's hand and reminded her, "don't get lost."

Phoebe, who was still absent-minded, came back to her senses and hurriedly suppressed all the complicated emotions in her heart.

The driver wiped his sweat and said, "I just checked it. The car is in good condition. I don't know why the tire is suddenly flat."

"Fuck, you are wasting our master’s time! Can you afford it?"

"I'm sorry, steward. Please intercede for me. I'll change the tire right away and it'll be done as soon as possible."

The steward still didn't look good.

At this time, the window slowly rolled down.

A middle-aged man's majestic voice came from inside, "Wilfred, call someone to drive another car."

"Yes, Mr. Harris."

The steward immediately bowed respectfully and then made a phone call.

The driver who looked pale stood aside, feeling the sky was dark.

He drove master out, but the tire was punctured. His career would be ruined.

Florence and the others were in the forest nearby and listened to the conversation of Jensen Harris and the others.

This was not as expected.

Jensen was calm. Even if the tire was flat, he didn't get out of the car.

If they wanted to see his face, they had to wait after another car arrived.

But they maybe couldn’t see clearly because it will take him very few time when he went to another car.

Thinking of this, Florence took out her phone and turned on the camera.

Ernest looked at her and asked, "what are you doing?"

Florence replied, "take a picture of that Jensen. It's convenient for us to investigate him when we go back."

Ernest didn't look well and turned off the camera of Florence.

Florence looked at him in confusion. "What are you doing?"