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…”

chase a woman was to please everyone around

was very experienced

just inspected the hotel, stared coldly

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

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

had question marks all over his face. Was this really

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

said frostily, “Look her

“Yes, sir.”

the window. In a matter of a few words, she had

eager to explain himself, yet his tone was mocking

There’s so much flesh on her face that

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

up every day

make me marry an uneducated, illiterate, and mentally impaired fatty

she listened

since she was a child that crying and kicking up a fuss were useless

hit was that she had always kept her mother’s last words firmly in her mind—she must be plain and mediocre, and that she was not allowed to show her wit and ingenuity before she became of age. She had said that

weren’t for that company, I

too much, hurriedly asked, “Oh, what am I saying

up an answer. “New

Andersons from

swallowed hard. That was a big-name family comparable to the

fawned on her even more. “I didn’t expect you to come from such a wealthy family. No wonder you have such a compelling presence and air of elegance around

about his assumptions and

seemed casual, but 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

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

Nora had only given birth to a baby

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

don’t

pretended that she was leaving, vividly acting the part

reached out to grab her. “That’s not what I meant. Don’t

eyebrow. “So, are you going to answer me or

liked to talk about idly. Just like gossip about celebrities, a lot

that handled it back then. I really don’t know

Anthony didn’t seem to be lying,

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