The lobby of Hotel Finest was lavishly decorated, and the neat and clean marble floor reflected light.

Anthony sat on the sofa and stared in the direction of the elevator.

The Hunts’ hotel management was strict, and the front desk refused to sell their customers’ information.

Thus, he could only come over early in the morning to wait, in hopes that he could catch the woman.His hard work paid off, and he finally found her.He jumped onto his feet when the graceful figure carelessly came out.

With a bouquet of roses in his hands, he blocked her path in what he thought was a very charming manner.

"Hello, beautiful.What a coincidence, I didn’t expect for us to meet again!"

Nora was rendered speechless.

They had already annulled their engagement, so why was this guy still showing up in front of her again and again? Anthony, who didn’t notice her annoyance at all, said with a smile: "Since it seems like we're destined to be, surely you should tell me your name now?"

Nora narrowed her eyes.

She originally couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention, but when she thought of how he had also been in the delivery room back when she was giving birth...

Perhaps she could try sounding him out.Her lips slowly parted.

"Isabel Anderson."

Anderson was her mother’s last name.

Anthony’s eyes lit up.

"Are you free, Miss Anderson? Coincidence is a wonderful thing.How about going to the cafe next door and having a chat?" Nora nodded without much care.

Anthony walked in front eagerly.

"This way, Miss Anderson...By the way, where’s your younger sister?"

Nora raised her brows.

"My younger sister?"

"Yes, that little girl who came out of the airport with you yesterday.You look only about 20 years old; surely you can’t possibly have a daughter who’s already that age, right?" Anthony jested, thinking he was being humorous.

"..."

Nora couldn’t be bothered to explain.

replied, "Let's go

isn’t here.That way, she won't bother us...The cakes from the cafe over there are pretty good.You can bring some back for your

a woman was

very

had just inspected the hotel, stared coldly at the two of them from the

Lawrence, his assistant, curled

to her daughter as her younger sister when she was lying to someone else! I didn’t even see her putting in that much effort

question

something to

look flashed across his deep-set eyes, and even the temperature in the

"Yes, sir."

into the cafe, Nora found a table by

matter of a few words, she had made Anthony turn the topic to the matter

himself, yet his tone

so much flesh on her face that even her eyes were nearly squeezed shut.When she walks, it’s as if the whole place

her obesity is due to hormonal

at home ever since, cooping herself up every day in her room.She doesn’t even kick up a fuss when anyone hits or

me marry an uneducated, illiterate, and mentally impaired fatty like that, isn’t

her cheek in her hand.She had known since she was a child that crying and kicking up a fuss were useless in a

she had always kept her mother’s last words firmly in her mind—she must be plain and mediocre, and that she was not allowed to show

saved."I really hate the Smiths’ behavior.If it weren’t for that company, I

hurriedly asked, "Oh, what am I saying such things for? Where are you

made up

"New York."

from New York? Anthony

comparable to the Hunts! Anthony fawned

come from such a wealthy family.No wonder you have such a compelling

about his assumptions and continued to sound

disposition seemed casual, but her grip around her coffee cup had

fiancée gave birth to a child five years ago, but it was abandoned.I'm really curious—where did

Anthony hurriedly explained.

just a rumor, Miss Anderson! That fatty took the child

publicly announced was that Nora had only given

the people’s wrath if anyone knew that they had done something like abandoning a

Nora scoffed.

you don’t want to say it, then

down heavily on the table and pretended that she was leaving, vividly acting the part of a rich,

Anthony panicked.He reached out to

what I

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