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...

she had been wondering why Justin had brought

ado, it turned out that

were gradually falling into decline

solely relying on formulas from twenty

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

Andersons haven't received an invitation, if you make a fuss here, it won't reflect

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

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

the point where they can't even get an invitation

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

I'd have quickly sneaked off with my tail between my legs by now.What are they

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

quiet for a while, she sighed and said, "Everyone's here for a good time today.If you simply have to

"Won't disturb the others"...

was as if they weren't fit to be

he turned

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.’ She raised her cell phone and presented the QR code to the service

go

"..This way, please!"

of them from the Andersons

door, Tina

her teacher hadn't sent an invitation

she remembered

with the intention of helping them out of the embarrassing

looked back

don't seem to need any

“Justin’.."

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

"The Andersons receive a lot

suddenly turned and started walking toward the conference

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 is no different from a cover-up! As a professional secretary, however, Sean quickly reported on the Andersons’

can’ t sell their drugs at all.If this

he nevertheless looked rather

staff knew their

place's layout was arranged like a

were in suits and formal shoes while

was dressed in a white T-shirt and a pair of jeans,

eyes

he approached, he heard Melissa ask, "Nora,

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

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