Charming Lady Hard To Chase After Being Dumped

lan lowered his gaze and looked at the comments again.

When he was young, Yvette's betrayal had caused his entire world to collapse.

Later, when Yvette gave birth, he had decided not to ever meet her again for the rest of his life.

He had ignored and paid the matter no heed even when he heard that the Andersons had brought her daughter back home.

He didn't expect to actually see in the live-stream the person whom he had been deliberately avoiding.

He was originally planning to just exit the live-stream after taking a look, but he could no longer do so anymore.

Someone was bullying Yvette's daughter.

How could he just sit back and ignore it? His brows drew together tightly.

At the entrance to the Andersons’ villa.

Roxanne and the cameraman were staring at Nora in astonishment.

When Henry was talking about his daughter, he had described her as fat, lazy, and someone who got herself pregnant before marriage.

Therefore, they had thought that Ms.Smith must be either a hideous fatty or someone who looked mean and vicious.

Unexpectedly, she was instead such a clean-looking young woman.

The girl was tall and slender.

Her almond-shaped eyes originally should have made her look docile and well-behaved, but on her, they instead made her look a little cold and distant.

For a while, the cameraman neglected to shift the camera to her.

As soon as Roxanne spoke, a large number of negative comments bombarded the live-stream.

‘The woman in question has ‘finally appeared? Quick, show us what she looks like!’

‘‘I'm curious, too! What exactly does the woman who abandoned her father look like?’’ 

‘‘She must be really ugly! I can already imagine how she looks—messy hair, dark circles, and weird clothes! Although you can't judge a book by its cover, sometimes the inside is so bad that their appearance can't get any much better!"

Amid the crowd's persecuting voices, the cameraman finally seemed to realize something, and he raised the camera and aimed it right at Nora’s face! The next moment, a stunning little face, even more beautiful than a celebrity's, appeared in front of over a million viewers watching the live-stream! For a while, the comments quietened somewhat.

a goddess herself descended into the

be fake, right? If it weren't because the skin condition of the person standing next to her is so obvious, I would

had a daughter like her, I would definitely spoil her to

the little missy's looks!’ Amid the sighs of admiration

a callous and heartless person despite her beauty!’

can that little missy be so vicious? How can she fall out with her father just because he didn't allow her to give birth to a ruffian's kid...Besides, she's so good-looking.Why can't she just find some kind of job? Any would do!

the hospital, lan was shocked into

clear and vivid visage that he could hardly remember even in

the past, he had heard people

hadn't believed it at

But later, he did.

years, he

young woman was as if Yvette

in time, and was looking at how she had looked back when they had gone their separate ways! Even the strong

if she didn't possess any emotions , whereas Yvette's felt mostly bold and

at

person in front of him disappeared while he

As expected, her daughter...

no

reason, lan actually suddenly felt

At the Andersons.

the

was currently looking at

cultured and well-educated.Now that things have reached this point, do you really have nothing you'd like

Nora raised her eyebrows.

moment, the audience watched as she replied detachedly, "I do have one thing I want to

for your parents.After all, one musin't just ignore their parents’ kindness for bringing them up.May I know what you'd like

a smile as she said, "Stay the hell away from

Roxanne choke, and the ranting and raving in the

from their parents when they're growing up, Ms.Smith.You also have

about it

can do whatever they

Roxanne: ”???"

Nora seemed half-amused.

washed up yet, and she looked a

hair was also a

didn't look sufficiently exquisite, but it made her give off even

"I'm not relying on them