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...

Justin had brought a young doctor

ado, it turned out that

gradually falling into decline

from twenty years ago and selling medicines based

must have been at the end of their tether and told that nobody doctor 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 displeasure quickly

individual here.Since the Andersons haven't received an invitation,

behind start speculating in low voices: "My goodness, I thought the Andersons just forgot their

market share has expanded.There's basically no one buying

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

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

quickly sneaked off with my tail between my legs by now.What are they still

change again and again, and he felt as

time today.If you simply have to go in...Uncle Simon, if you

"Won't disturb the others"...

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

he became so infuriated that he turned to leave, a cool voice

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.’ She raised her cell phone and

we go in

"..This way, please!"

three of them from the Andersons finally enter

door, Tina was

that her teacher hadn't

she remembered

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

looked back at

seem to need any

“Justin’.."

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

"The Andersons receive a lot of invitations"

suddenly turned and started walking

I owe.Sean, who was following closely behind him silently, was rendered speechless.Boss, you don't need to explain anything! An explanation is no different from a cover-up! As

t sell their drugs at all.If this continues, I'm afraid

looked rather thoughtful when he heard the

the Hotel Finest service staff knew their boss,

place's layout was arranged like

and formal

a white T-shirt and a pair of jeans,

eyes slightly and

he heard Melissa ask,

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

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