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…”

way to chase a woman was

was very experienced in

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

his lip. “That woman’s too much, Mr. Hunt! Never

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

question marks all over his face.

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

said frostily, “Look

“Yes, sir.”

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

explain himself, yet

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

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

grade, and stayed at home ever since, cooping herself up every

uneducated, illiterate, and mentally

close to nodding off as she listened to him

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

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

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

what am I saying

made up an answer. “New

from

That was a big-name family comparable

from such a wealthy family.

care about his assumptions

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

Miss Anderson! That fatty

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

would incur the people’s wrath if anyone knew that they

just curious. Since you don’t want to

and pretended that she was leaving, vividly acting the

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

him and raised an eyebrow. “So, are you

suspicions. After all, such secrets about wealthy families were what many people liked to talk about idly. Just like gossip about

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

be

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