Charming Lady Hard To Chase After Being Dumped

Anti: ‘'I don't know who that is Director Shaw,'?"

It suddenly occurred to him that even though the two of them had spoken to each other downstairs, if Angela really was Anti's younger sister, why would she choose to apply to be a postgraduate student under him rather than at Professor Anti's? Anti was a neurosurgery professor at the New York University School of Medicine by the school's invitation.

Many people were aware of this.

During the last two years, there was no lack of people applying to become her postgraduate students.

However, as Anti was out of the country, she had never accepted any of them.

But she had returned to the States this year! At the very worst, she could have brought her sister with her instead! This showed that her relationship with her younger sister must not be that great.

The shrewd Director Shaw immediately caught all these little details very sensitively, and he breathed a sigh of relief at once.

It was fortunate that he had made the effort to bring it up and prevented his plan from backfiring on itself! This was exactly why people shouldn't just do things for someone else's sake without saying anything about it.

Without asking the other party about it, how would one know whether or not they truly needed it? Nora had just sent the strands of hair, whose follicles were intact, and her own hair samples abroad a moment ago.

She called Lily, her assistant, and instructed, "Go to the most professional DNA testing lab and give me the results as soon as possible."

A puzzled Lily asked, "Why don't you do it in the States instead, Anti?"

Nora raised her eyebrows.

"Because it's easy for others to falsify results here"

Lily fell silent—she actually found herself rendered speechless.

A moment later, she said, "I strongly feel that you have a persecution complex.You've been hiding your identity for so many years because you're supposedly in mortal danger, but I've never seen anyone wanting to kill you."

Nora chuckled and replied, "Yeah, maybe you're right.Just get it done for me, though."

She didn't dare to let her guard down even after she hung up, however.

Her mother, Yvette Anderson, had told her to stay mediocre and avoid being too outstanding.

If not, it would get her killed! She still didn't know where exactly the danger would come from.

However, she was no longer the same woman with a devil-may-care attitude from a few years ago, either.

She had two children now.

never go wrong being

she drove leisurely to the kindergarten

was in a bad mood that day, so she had taken

to pick up Pete from school before she

could drive home by himself! She let out a yawn while

a surly-looking Pete stood at the entrance of

Mommy had finally allowed him to

other little girls in the

in boredom, Nora

fellow got into the backseat and fastened his seatbelt, he heaved a silent sigh and asked, "Can I stop going

turned the car around and asked,

"The kids in the kindergarten are too

Nora could see her

story about the tortoise

chuckled and asked, "And

do the kids want to be

lowered his head again and

Brandon drank a girl's yogurt drink today.The girl also drank it after that.Then, she became very scared and said that her mom and dad had told her that she would get pregnant if she kissed a boy.So, she

was no longer sleepy at

She asked, "And then?"

Pete sighed.

and told her not to worry.He said that she can just give birth to the baby

make anyone pregnant—you have to sleep together for

back and instead said approvingly, "I find Brandon quite a responsible boy, though.The Smiths have taught

“Pete?"

had almost castrated himself? He pursed his lips and said, "I will also be a very

Nora raised her eyebrows.

there a kid you

his head and answered seriously,

Tsk.

that stubborn block of wood, who was just like his father, actually had someone he

as soon as Nora thought

corners spasmed

aside from Cherry? Do you have

was mildly autistic, so Nora had to slowly bring him out

couldn't sleep, she might as well tease him a

his head, but a timid little