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...

had been wondering why Justin had brought a young doctor over

it turned out that she was actually from

gradually falling into decline day

from twenty years ago and selling medicines based

end of their tether and told that nobody doctor to operate on Mrs.Hunt as a last-ditch attempt, right? Unfortunately, all that credit had gone

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

behind start speculating in low voices: "My goodness, I thought the Andersons just forgot their invitation, but the truth is they actually didn't receive

basically no one buying the Andersons’ drugs

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

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

I were them, I'd have quickly sneaked off with my tail between my legs by

again, and he felt as if he had never been

you simply

"Won't disturb the others"...

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

he turned to leave, a cool

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

we go

"..This way, please!"

of them from the

door,

teacher hadn't sent an invitation to the

she remembered

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

looked back

seem to need any

“Justin’.."

that that woman was Anti,

receive a lot of invitations" sure

started walking toward the conference

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 explain anything! An

t sell their drugs at all.If this continues, I'm afraid they'll go

Justin didn't reply, he nevertheless looked rather thoughtful when he

staff knew their boss, so Justin entered

place's layout was arranged like a

in suits and formal shoes while the

and a

narrowed his eyes slightly and walked

Melissa ask,

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

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