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...

why Justin had brought a young

that she was actually

gradually falling into

relying on formulas from twenty years ago

at the end of their tether and told that nobody doctor to operate on Mrs.Hunt as a last-ditch attempt,

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

I thought the Andersons

basically no one buying the

the point where they can't even

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

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

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

today.If you simply have

"Won't disturb the others"...

it was as if they weren't fit to be seen in public! Simon felt as if

turned to

at Tina coldly 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 her cell phone

go

"..This way, please!"

them from the Andersons

door, Tina was

hadn't sent an

remembered wrongly?

couple of steps toward the Andersons with the intention of helping them out of the

he looked back

seem to need any help

“Justin’.."

Anti, so

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

and started walking

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 explain anything! An explanation is no

can’ t sell their drugs at all.If this

nevertheless looked rather thoughtful when he

service staff knew their boss, so Justin entered the conference hall

arranged like a small

of the male guests were in suits and formal shoes while the

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

his eyes slightly

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

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

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