If he followed Ernest, Kevin believed that his situation could be changed essentially. Since Florence had an expectation on him, he would be trusted and assigned to significant tasks, becoming the trusted person of the future family head.
Then, his ambitions and plans would come true one day.
Compared to his current lousy life, the foreseeable bright future made his hands tremble.
After a moment of silence, Kevin suddenly stepped backward and bowed at Florence respectfully.
“Ms. Fraser, thank you so much for your trust. I’ll help and support Young Master wholeheartedly.”
Florence smiled. Her heart finally jumped back to her chest.
She was worried that he would disagree.
In fact, besides that, she realized that Elder Kevin was a man with integrity. Florence also knew he was competent. However, he used to have conflicts with Theodore and insisted on his opinion, so Theodore didn’t trust him anymore.
All through the years, he had been demoted day by day.
Other elders kept bullying him. Hence, even some flunky servants treated him rudely.
Florence wanted him to support Ernest because she did think he was a decent man. She couldn’t tolerate that such a good man would be bullied all the time. Out of kindness, she wanted to help him.
On the other hand, Ernest didn’t have many trusted people in the Turner family, which was indeed a risk. Even after he took over the Turner family, he still had a long and bumpy road to go. If there were certain people with status who could truly assist him, his would gain a more sold foothold in the family.
At least, there wouldn’t be a unanimous vote to disinherit Ernest again.
…
In a blink, it was time to make the marriage proposal to the Fraser family.
When she woke up in the morning, Florence was delighted and excited. She had been away from home for several months. Finally, she could go home and visit her parents.
She indeed missed Victoria and Alexander.
After getting up, Florence quickly tidied herself up and put on makeup. Then she pulled out the suitcase that she had finished packing up the previous night.
She checked her watch, realizing that it was almost time to set off.
She can leave after having breakfast downstairs.
Hence, Florence left the suitcase in her room and walked to open the door.
Click. Clack.
She turned the doorknob several times, but failed to unlock the door.
What happened?
She wondered why her door was locked from the outside.
Florence was so confused. She pounded on the door and yelled, “Hello? Anyone out there? Open the door for me!
“Hello?
“Open the door! Anyone?”
Usually, in the corridor, the bodyguards would patrol around. As soon as they heard any sound, they would trot over.
However, after Florence yelled for a long while, no one came to her.
It was quiet outside. She didn’t hear anything.
As time went by, Florence felt more and more uneasy. She sensed something was wrong.
What happened?
She couldn’t go out, so she pulled out her phone, trying to call Ernest.
Much to her surprise, her phone had no signal at all.
There was no WIFI signal either.
Staring at her phone, Florence gaped. She felt an intense migraine, and her mind was in a mess.
Something had happened!
She was certain.
In the Turner’s Mansion, the phone and WIFI signals were always the best. It had never been cut off before.
Now, her door was locked, and the signal was gone. She felt like being jailed.
The more she thought about it, the more panicky Florence was.
“What on earth happened? Anyone out there? Open the door for me!” Florence yelled again.
She tried to move the doorknob forcibly. After a few clicks, the door wasn’t moved a bit.
She couldn’t just stay there and wait. She felt so worried.
Since she was locked up, she guessed the incident must have something to do with her.
If Ernest wasn’t involved, it should be Stanford.
Florence reminded herself to keep calm.
She couldn’t just sit and wait.
She looked around, grabbed a chair, raised it, and smashed it onto the door.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
However, the door’s quality was way too good. The chair had been misshaped, but the door wasn’t broken at all.
Florence panted, feeling exhausted. Looking at the door, she had a bad hunch.
She might not be able to open the door as she was too weak.
What should she do?
She couldn’t just stay here without knowing anything at all.
Scratching her hair, Florence was so anxious. Right then, with a loud bang, she heard the smashing sound of the glass.
It was different from smashing a water glass. It seemed something heavy had hit the window, and the window glasses were broken.
Florence wondered what had happened.
All of a sudden, she trotted to the window.
She was living on the fifth floor. She looked down, only to find two bodyguards in black were flying out from a window of the second floor. They landed heavily onto the ground.
Broken glasses were scattered here and there. The two bodyguards seemed to be injured seriously. They rolled on the ground, covered with blood.
Florence gasped.
It seemed there was a fight.
She wondered whom they fought against. It’s the Turner’s Mansion.
Besides, she found that the two bodyguards were thrown out from Stanford’s room.
Florence trembled in nervousness, afraid that something had happened to Stanford.
“Hey! What happened? What happened to Stanford? Who kicked you out?” Florence yelled at them.
One of them looked at Florence while lying on the ground with a pale face. “It’s… Ah!”
Before he answered, another bodyguard was flung out of the window and smashed on him. The talking bodyguard fainted.
The third bodyguard was also covered with blood, unconscious. Florence didn’t know if he was alive or not.
The other bodyguard was lying on the ground, half-dead. He couldn’t utter any word at all.
No one could answer Florence’s question.
Meanwhile, she kept hearing the bangs from Stanford’s room. She wondered if things had been smashed or if someone was fighting.
Then the noise moved to the door, farther and farther away from Florence.
It seemed people in that room had run out.
It became quiet again.
However, Florence couldn’t calm down at all. Cold sweat oozed on her forehead. Her heart jumped to her throat as she was distraught.
She wondered what on earth had happened.
Why was there a fight in Stanford’s room?
How was Stanford doing then?
Florence was locked in the room with no signal on her phone. She could feel that something big had happened.