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…”

a woman was to

very experienced in

Justin, who had just inspected the hotel, stared coldly at the two of them from

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

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

marks all over his face. Was this really

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

frostily, “Look her

“Yes, sir.”

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

yet his tone was

Anderson. You don’t know how ugly that fatty is. There’s so much flesh on her face that even her eyes were nearly squeezed shut. When

obesity is due to hormonal injections. Hah, she speaks as if she’ll be

cooping herself up every day in her room. She doesn’t even kick up a fuss when anyone hits

marry an uneducated, illiterate, and mentally impaired fatty like that, isn’t

as she listened to him with her cheek in her

had known since she was a child that crying and kicking up a fuss were useless in a home

in her mind—she must be plain and mediocre, and

the Smiths’ behavior. If it weren’t for that company, I wouldn’t be humoring Angela now,

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

made up an answer. “New

from

hard. That was a big-name family comparable

come from such a wealthy family. No wonder you have such a compelling presence and air of elegance around

didn’t care about his assumptions and continued to sound him

your fiancée gave birth to a child five years ago, but it was abandoned. I’m really curious—where did that

“That’s just a rumor, Miss Anderson! That

publicly announced was that Nora had only given birth to

anyone knew that

just curious. Since you don’t

that she

to grab her. “That’s not what I

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

many people liked to talk about idly. Just like gossip about celebrities,

spoke reluctantly. “Uncle Henry—Henry Smith—was the one that handled it back

be lying, Nora lost interest right

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