She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

Chapter 60: My Daughter Looks Like Her Father

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Justin had a lunch meeting here at noon.

On the second floor of Hotel Finest, the conference hall was on the left and the restaurant on the right.

As soon as he walked out of the elevator, he heard the commotion at the entrance of the conference hall. He originally wasn’t paying much attention to it, but when he glanced over, he spotted a familiar figure.

His footsteps paused for a moment. When he heard the service staff chasing them away impatiently, he frowned and said to Sean, “Let’s go over and take a look.”

No matter what, the Andersons were, after all, acquaintances with the Hunts. The previous generation of the two families had been closely acquainted with one another; how could he allow others to bully and humiliate them?

Sean nodded. “Yes, sir.”

But when he was about to walk over, he heard that deep and clear voice going “Wait a minute.”

Nora picked up her cell phone. Her fair and slender fingers tapped a couple of times on it and she opened her email inbox. Sure enough, there were a few invitations lying within.

As the most prestigious surgeon around, organizers of various conferences held in different countries would send her token invitations.

Sure enough, the organizers of a formal conference like this one had also sent her one.

However, she needed a bit of time to find the invitation from her junk mail…

At this time, someone beside her spoke. “Miss Smith?”

Taken aback, Nora lifted her head and looked over—it was a woman that looked about 30 years old. Her curly hair rested on her shoulders and she was wearing formal business attire.

She frowned. After a moment’s hesitation, she asked, “You are?”

A displeased Tina York frowned. They had obviously met in the hospital before, but she was actually pretending not to know her…

However, she had been wondering why Justin had brought a young doctor over that time. After much ado, it turned out that she was actually from the Andersons.

gradually falling into decline day by day. They were solely relying on formulas from twenty years ago and selling medicines based on them. They must have been at the end of their tether and told that nobody doctor to operate on Mrs. Hunt as a last-ditch

all that credit had gone to her

seemingly said as a kind reminder, “Everyone’s a distinguished individual here. Since the Andersons haven’t received an invitation, if you make a fuss

from her made everyone queuing behind

the Andersons just forgot their invitation, but the truth is

now. Sigh! To think they’ve been reduced to the point where they can’t even

that. What can anyone do if they don’t improve themselves? I heard the drugstores and hospitals working with them have returned their

were them, I’d have quickly sneaked off with my tail between my legs by now. What are

and he felt as if

for a while, she sighed and said, “Everyone’s here for a good time today. If you simply have to go in… Uncle Simon, if you promise you won’t disturb the others, I’ll bring

she put it, it was as

he became so infuriated that he turned to leave, a cool voice said, “No, it’s

invitations, so I took a while to find it and ended up causing a

presented the QR code to the

“… This way, please!”

three of them from

She clearly remembered that her teacher hadn’t sent an invitation to the Andersons. Had she

Nearby.

toward the Andersons with the intention of helping them out of the embarrassing situation, was taken aback. Then,

Justin, “…”

that woman was Anti,

“The Andersons receive a lot of invitations”

usually reticent man said, “I’m just going over to see

who was following closely behind him

anything! An explanation is no different from

Andersons’ affairs. “… The Andersons can’t sell their drugs at all. If this continues,

Justin didn’t reply, he nevertheless looked rather thoughtful when he

the Hotel Finest service staff knew their boss, so Justin entered the conference hall straightaway. The place’s layout was arranged like a small banquet. Most of

in a white T-shirt and a pair of jeans, yet she

over. As soon as he approached,

with the treatment of Mrs. Hunt’s illness