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

much ado, it turned out that she

gradually falling into decline

from twenty years ago and selling medicines

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

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

"My goodness, I thought the Andersons just

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

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

do if they don't improve themselves? I heard the drugstores and

quickly sneaked off with my tail

and he felt as if he had never been any

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

"Won't disturb the others"...

to be seen in public! Simon

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

and said, "The 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.’ She raised

go in

"..This way, please!"

did the three of them from the Andersons finally enter the

the door,

remembered that her teacher hadn't sent an invitation

she remembered wrongly?

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

he looked back

seem to

“Justin’.."

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

line of "The Andersons receive a lot of invitations" sure

turned and started

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

looked rather

knew their boss, so Justin entered

layout was arranged like a

were in suits and formal shoes while the women wore formal

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

eyes slightly

he approached, he heard Melissa ask, "Nora,

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

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