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 over

ado, it turned out that she was

were gradually falling into decline day

from twenty years ago and

that nobody doctor to operate on Mrs.Hunt as a last-ditch attempt, right? Unfortunately, all that credit had

individual here.Since the Andersons haven't received an

in low voices: "My goodness, I thought the Andersons just forgot their invitation, but the truth

market share has expanded.There's basically no one

the point where they can't even get an invitation

improve themselves? I heard the drugstores and hospitals working with them have returned their goods recently

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

speculations made Simon's expression change again and again, and he

for a while, she sighed and said, "Everyone's here for a 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"...

put it, it was as if they weren't fit to be seen in public! Simon felt as if someone had given

he became so infuriated that he turned to leave, a

lot of invitations, so I took a while to find it and ended up causing a short delay.Sorry about that,

go in

"..This way, please!"

them from the Andersons finally

door,

remembered that her teacher hadn't sent an

she remembered wrongly?

couple of steps toward the Andersons with the

looked back

to

“Justin’.."

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

receive a lot of invitations" sure was

turned and started

reticent man said, "I'm just going over to see if there's a chance 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

sell their drugs at all.If this continues,

didn't reply, he nevertheless looked rather thoughtful when he heard the

staff knew their boss, so Justin entered the conference

layout was arranged like a small

the male guests were in suits and

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

narrowed his eyes slightly

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

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

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