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...

wondering why Justin had brought a young doctor over

it turned out that she was

gradually falling into decline day

relying on formulas from twenty years ago

the end of their tether and told that nobody doctor to operate on Mrs.Hunt as a

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

her made everyone queuing behind start speculating in low voices: "My goodness, I

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

think they've been reduced to the point where they

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

have quickly sneaked off with my tail between my legs by

made Simon's expression change again and again, and he felt as if he had never been

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

"Won't disturb the others"...

fit to be seen in public! Simon felt as if

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

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

go in

"..This way, please!"

then did the three of them from the Andersons finally enter the banquet

the door,

hadn't

she remembered wrongly?

with the intention of

he looked back

to need any

“Justin’.."

that woman was Anti, so how could she possibly not have

"The Andersons receive a

suddenly turned and started walking toward the

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’

sell their drugs at all.If this continues,

he nevertheless looked rather thoughtful when he

staff knew their boss, so Justin entered the conference

place's layout was arranged

and formal shoes while the women wore

was dressed in a white T-shirt and a

narrowed his eyes slightly and walked

he heard Melissa ask, "Nora, where did you get the

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

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