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 to

was very

who had just inspected the hotel, stared coldly at

woman’s too much, Mr. Hunt! Never mind that she had deliberately approached Pete to please you, but

daughter as her younger sister when she was lying to someone

all over his face. Was this really something to be

his deep-set eyes, and even the temperature in the entire lobby

frostily, “Look

“Yes, sir.”

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

was eager to explain himself, yet his tone was mocking

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 she walks, it’s as if the whole place is

using the excuse that her obesity is due to hormonal injections. Hah, she speaks as if she’ll be a beauty if

herself up every day in her

uneducated, illiterate, and mentally impaired fatty like

off as she listened to him with her

had known since she was a child that crying and kicking

must be plain and mediocre, and that she was not allowed to show her wit and ingenuity before she became of age. She had

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

realized that he had said too much, hurriedly asked, “Oh, what am I saying

up an answer.

from

swallowed hard. That was a

on her even more. “I didn’t expect you to come from such a wealthy family. No wonder you have such a compelling

care about his assumptions and

her coffee cup had tightened slightly. “I heard that your fiancée gave birth to

a rumor, Miss Anderson! That

Nora had only

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

curious. Since you don’t want

table and pretended that

out to grab her. “That’s not what I

an eyebrow. “So, are

many people liked

Henry—Henry Smith—was the one that handled it back then. I

Anthony didn’t seem to be lying,

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