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

very

just inspected the hotel, stared coldly at the two of

Hunt! Never mind that

she even referred 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 to be

and even the temperature in the entire lobby seemed to drop a few

said frostily, “Look her

“Yes, sir.”

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

explain himself, yet

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

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

school in third grade, and stayed at home ever since, cooping herself up every day in her room.

marry an uneducated, illiterate, and mentally impaired fatty

was close to nodding off as she listened to him

that crying and kicking up a fuss were useless in

must be plain and mediocre, and that she was not allowed to show her wit and

the Smiths’ behavior. If it weren’t for

asked, “Oh, what am

up an answer. “New

Andersons from New

a big-name family comparable to the

from such a wealthy

about his assumptions and continued to

your fiancée gave birth to a child five

a rumor, Miss Anderson! That

publicly announced was that Nora had only given birth

wrath if anyone knew

curious. Since you don’t want

the table and pretended that

to grab her. “That’s not what I meant.

an eyebrow. “So,

raise Anthony’s suspicions. After all, such secrets about wealthy families were what many people liked to talk about idly.

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

be lying, Nora

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