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...

why Justin had brought a young doctor

it turned out that she was actually

Andersons were gradually falling into decline day by

were solely relying on formulas from twenty

to operate on Mrs.Hunt as a last-ditch attempt, right? Unfortunately, all that credit had gone to her instead! At the thought of that, her

as a kind reminder, "Everyone's a distinguished individual here.Since the Andersons haven't received an invitation, if you make

made everyone queuing behind start speculating in low voices: "My goodness, I thought the Andersons just forgot their invitation, but the truth is they actually didn't receive

basically

reduced to the point where they can't even get

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

off with my

change again and again, and he felt as if he had never been

good time today.If you simply have to go in...Uncle Simon, if you promise you won't disturb the others, I'll

"Won't disturb the others"...

as if they weren't fit to be seen

he became so infuriated that he turned

to find it and ended up causing a short delay.Sorry about that, Uncle Simon and Aunt Melissa.’ She raised her cell phone and presented the QR code

we go

"..This way, please!"

from the

door, Tina

clearly remembered that her teacher hadn't sent an invitation

she remembered wrongly?

a couple of steps toward the Andersons with the intention of helping them out of the

he looked

don't seem to need any help

“Justin’.."

his mind that that woman was Anti, so how could she possibly

her line of "The Andersons receive a lot

turned and started walking

me to return the favor I owe.Sean, who was following closely behind him silently, was rendered speechless.Boss,

at all.If this continues, I'm

didn't reply, he nevertheless looked rather thoughtful

knew their boss, so Justin entered the conference

place's layout was arranged like a

were in suits and formal shoes

a white T-shirt and a pair

narrowed his eyes slightly and

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

young woman replied casually, "Oh, I was helping with the treatment of Mrs.Hunt's

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