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.

 

were 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

 

credit had gone

 

She smiled and seemingly said as a kind reminder, “Everyone’s a distinguished individual here. Since the

 

her made everyone queuing behind start speculating in low

 

just forgot their invitation, but

 

buying the Andersons’ drugs now. Sigh! To think they’ve been reduced to

 

that. What can anyone do if they don’t improve themselves? I heard the drugstores and

 

quickly sneaked off with my tail between my legs by

 

and he felt as

 

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 you

 

The way she put it, it was as if they weren’t fit to

 

slaps. Just as he became so infuriated

 

a while to find it and ended up causing a short delay. Sorry about that, Uncle Simon and Aunt

 

presented the QR code to the service staff. “Can we go

 

“… This way, please!”

 

of them from the Andersons finally

 

remembered that her teacher hadn’t sent an invitation to the

 

Nearby.

 

steps toward the Andersons with the intention of helping them out of the embarrassing situation, was taken

 

Justin, “…”

 

had momentarily slipped his mind that that woman was Anti, so how

 

receive

 

suddenly turned and started walking toward the conference hall. The usually reticent man said, “I’m just going over to see if there’s a chance for me to

 

closely behind him silently, was

 

anything! An explanation is no different from a

 

Andersons can’t sell their drugs at all. If this continues,

 

Justin didn’t reply, he nevertheless looked rather thoughtful

 

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

 

a pair of

 

and walked over. As soon as he

 

of Mrs. Hunt’s illness before, right? Although I wasn’t of much help, Mr.

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