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...

been wondering why Justin had brought a young

it turned out that she was actually from the

gradually falling into decline

formulas from twenty years ago and selling

nobody doctor to operate on Mrs.Hunt as a last-ditch attempt, right? Unfortunately,

a distinguished individual here.Since the Andersons haven't received an invitation, if you make a fuss here, it won't reflect well on

I thought the Andersons just forgot their invitation, but the truth is they actually

share has expanded.There's basically no one buying the Andersons’ drugs

they've been reduced to the point where they can't

themselves? I heard the drugstores and hospitals working with them have returned their goods recently

them, I'd have quickly sneaked off with my tail between my legs by

change again and again, and he felt as if he had

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

"Won't disturb the others"...

to be seen in public! Simon felt as if someone had given him two

that he turned to leave, a cool

Andersons receive a lot of invitations, so I took a while to find it and ended up causing a short delay.Sorry about that, Uncle Simon and Aunt Melissa.’

we go

"..This way, please!"

did the three of them from

door, Tina was

hadn't sent

she remembered

steps toward the Andersons with the intention of helping them out

looked back

don't seem to

“Justin’.."

mind that that woman was Anti, so how could

line of "The Andersons receive a lot of

started

there's a chance for me to return the favor I owe.Sean, who was following closely behind him silently, was rendered speechless.Boss, you don't need to explain anything! An explanation

sell their drugs at all.If this continues,

looked rather thoughtful when he heard

Finest service staff knew their boss, so

arranged like a

were in suits and formal shoes while

was dressed in a white T-shirt and a pair of jeans, yet she was still eye-catching among the

narrowed his eyes slightly

soon as he approached, he heard Melissa ask, "Nora, where did you get

replied casually, "Oh, I was helping with the treatment of Mrs.Hunt's illness before, right? Although I wasn't of much help, Mr.Hunt was

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