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 in

hotel, stared coldly at the

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

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

marks all over his face. Was this really something

his deep-set eyes, and even the temperature in the entire lobby seemed to drop a

frostily,

“Yes, sir.”

Nora found a table by the window. In a matter of a few words, she

eager to explain himself, yet his

how ugly that fatty is. There’s so much flesh on her face that even her eyes were nearly squeezed shut. When she walks, it’s as if

even insisted on using the excuse that her obesity is due to hormonal injections. Hah, she speaks as if she’ll be

up every day in her room. She doesn’t even kick up a fuss

me marry an uneducated, illiterate, and mentally

off as she listened to him with her cheek

a child that crying and kicking

despite being 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 this was the only way her life

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

much, hurriedly asked, “Oh, what am I saying such things for? Where are you from,

casually made up an answer.

Andersons from

a

a wealthy

his assumptions

around her coffee cup had tightened slightly. “I heard that your fiancée gave birth to a child five years ago,

just a rumor, Miss Anderson! That fatty took the

Nora had only given birth to

knew that they had

curious. Since you don’t want to

that she

Anthony panicked. He reached out to grab her.

“So, are

wealthy families were what many people liked

one that handled it

seem to be lying, Nora lost interest

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