She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

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 to please everyone

very experienced

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

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

was lying to someone else! I didn’t even see her putting in that much

behind him had question marks all over his face. Was

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

said frostily, “Look

“Yes, sir.”

window. In a matter of a

was eager to explain himself, yet

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

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

elementary school in third grade, and stayed at home ever since, cooping herself up every day in her room. She doesn’t even kick up a fuss when anyone hits or scolds her, much less

illiterate, and mentally impaired

to nodding off as she listened to him with her cheek in her

crying and kicking up a fuss

and mediocre, and that she

it weren’t for that

too much, hurriedly asked, “Oh, what am I saying such things for? Where are you from,

casually made up an answer.

Andersons from

swallowed hard. That was a big-name family comparable to

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

assumptions and continued to sound him

but her grip around her coffee cup had tightened slightly. “I heard that your fiancée gave birth to a child five years ago, but it

explained. “That’s just a rumor, Miss Anderson! That fatty took the

publicly announced was that Nora had only given birth

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

“I’m just curious. Since you don’t want to say

coffee cup down heavily on the table and pretended that she was leaving, vividly

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

eyebrow. “So, are you

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

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

be lying,