She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

Chapter 6: Two-Timing?

The lobby of Hotel Finest was lavishly decorated, and the neat and clean marble floor reflected light.

Anthony sat on the sofa and stared in the direction of the elevator.

The Hunts’ hotel management was strict, and the front desk refused to sell their customers’ information. Thus, he could only come over early in the morning to wait, in hopes that he could catch the woman.

His hard work paid off, and he finally found her.

He jumped onto his feet when the graceful figure carelessly came out. With a bouquet of roses in his hands, he blocked her path in what he thought was a very charming manner. “Hello, beautiful. What a coincidence, I didn’t expect for us to meet again!”

Nora was rendered speechless.

They had already annulled their engagement, so why was this guy still showing up in front of her again and again?

Anthony, who didn’t notice her annoyance at all, said with a smile: “Since it seems like we’re destined to be, surely you should tell me your name now?”

Nora narrowed her eyes.

She originally couldn’t be bothered to pay him any attention, but when she thought of how he had also been in the delivery room back when she was giving birth… Perhaps she could try sounding him out.

Her lips slowly parted. “Isabel Anderson.”

Anderson was her mother’s last name.

Anthony’s eyes lit up. “Are you free, Miss Anderson? Coincidence is a wonderful thing. How about going to the cafe next door and having a chat?”

Nora nodded without much care.

Anthony walked in front eagerly. “This way, Miss Anderson… By the way, where’s your younger sister?”

Nora raised her brows. “My younger sister?”

“Yes, that little girl who came out of the airport with you yesterday. You look only about 20 years old; surely you can’t possibly have a daughter who’s already that age, right?” Anthony jested, thinking he was being humorous.

“…” Nora couldn’t be bothered to explain. Instead, she replied, “Let’s go upstairs.”

“It’s just as well that she isn’t here. That way, she won’t bother us… The cakes from the cafe over there are pretty good. You can bring some back for your sister later…”

to chase a woman was to please

was very

hotel, stared coldly at the

curled his lip. “That woman’s too much, Mr. Hunt! Never mind that she had deliberately approached Pete to please you, but she’s actually

to her daughter as her younger sister when she was lying to someone else! I didn’t even see her putting in that much

him had question marks all over his face. Was

eyes, and even the temperature in the entire

said frostily,

“Yes, sir.”

window. In a matter of a few words, she had made Anthony turn the topic to the matter of

yet his tone was

on her face that even her eyes were

to hormonal injections. Hah, she speaks as if she’ll

mentally ill. She dropped out of elementary school in third grade, and stayed at home ever since, cooping herself up every day in her room. She doesn’t

make me marry an uneducated, illiterate, and mentally impaired

off as she listened to him

and kicking up a fuss were useless

mediocre, and that she was not allowed to show her

for that company, I wouldn’t

what am I saying such things for? Where

casually made up

from

That was a

didn’t expect you to come from such a wealthy family. No wonder you

didn’t care about his assumptions and continued

her grip around her coffee cup had tightened slightly. “I heard that your fiancée gave birth to a child five years ago, but it was abandoned. I’m really curious—where did that child

a rumor, Miss Anderson! That fatty

was that Nora

they would incur the people’s wrath if anyone knew that they had done something like

just curious. Since you don’t want to say it,

and pretended that she was leaving, vividly

Anthony panicked. He reached out to grab her. “That’s not what I

and raised an eyebrow. “So, are you going to

all, such secrets about wealthy families were what many people liked to talk about idly. Just like gossip

reluctantly. “Uncle Henry—Henry Smith—was the one that handled it back then. I really

didn’t seem to be lying,