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…”

a woman

was very experienced in

inspected the hotel, stared

much, Mr. Hunt! Never mind that she

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

had question marks all over his face.

sharp look flashed across his deep-set eyes, and even

said frostily, “Look

“Yes, sir.”

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

to explain himself, yet

that fatty is. There’s so much flesh on her face that even her eyes

is due to hormonal injections. Hah, she speaks as if she’ll be a beauty if she slims

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 a

me marry an uneducated, illiterate, and mentally impaired fatty

nodding off as she listened to

kicking

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

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

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

up

from

a big-name family comparable

wealthy family. No wonder you have such a compelling presence

assumptions and continued to

seemed casual, but her grip around her coffee cup had tightened slightly. “I heard that your fiancée gave birth

just a rumor, Miss Anderson! That fatty

Smiths publicly announced was that Nora had only given birth to a

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

just curious. Since you don’t want to say

put the coffee cup down heavily on the table and pretended that she was leaving,

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

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

secrets about wealthy families were what many people liked to talk about idly. Just

the one that handled it back then. I really

that Anthony didn’t seem to be lying, Nora