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…”

woman was

was very experienced

stared coldly at the two of

assistant, curled his lip. “That woman’s too much, Mr. Hunt! Never mind that she had deliberately

younger sister when she was lying to someone else!

had question marks all over his face. Was this really

A sharp look flashed across his deep-set eyes, and even the temperature in

frostily, “Look

“Yes, sir.”

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

yet his tone was mocking and

how ugly that fatty is. There’s so much flesh on her

her obesity is due to hormonal injections. Hah,

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 even kick up

to make me marry an uneducated, illiterate, and mentally

she listened to him with her cheek in her

she was a child that crying and kicking up a fuss were useless in a home as biased as

firmly in her mind—she must be plain and mediocre, and that she was not allowed to show her wit and ingenuity

If it weren’t for that company, I wouldn’t be humoring Angela now,

he had said too much, hurriedly asked, “Oh, what am I saying such things for? Where are you

up

from New

That was a big-name family

to come from such a wealthy family. No wonder you have such a compelling presence and air

care about his assumptions

heard that your fiancée gave birth to a child five years ago, but it was abandoned.

explained. “That’s just a rumor, Miss Anderson! That fatty took the

the Smiths publicly announced was that Nora had only

anyone knew that

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

cup down heavily on the table and pretended that she was leaving, vividly acting the part

enough, Anthony panicked. He reached out to grab her. “That’s

him and raised an eyebrow. “So, are you going to answer me or

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

“Uncle Henry—Henry Smith—was the one that handled it back then. I really don’t

be lying, Nora lost interest