She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

With her mouth half-open, Nora looked at Justin in astonishment.

The man was very tall, and was a little over 6’2″. Dressed in a black bespoke suit, his legs were long and straight.

The lavish hotel lights spilled onto his expressionless face, making his facial features appear three-dimensional and refined with a firm outline, and he gave off a sense of loftiness.

However, the mole at the corner of his eye forcibly merged allure and coldness, adding a sense of abstinence to him.

The little boy he was holding was also wearing a suit. He was leaning on the man’s shoulder and had buried his head into it to hide his appearance, so as to prevent the media from secretly taking photos of him and exposing information about him.

Unfortunately, she was in no mood to appreciate his good looks.

Had Justin Hunt… caught wind of her identity as Anti?

She was just thinking about it when she noticed Justin frowning. In an imposing manner, he said, “Stay away from my son. Also, you’re not my type.”

His voice was deep and melodious like a baritone hitting one’s eardrums. It made people want to hear him speak a little more, yet they were dissuaded by that chilly aura of his that reached bone-deep.

Nora’s eyes, which had been drooping because of drowsiness, widened big and round in this instant. A question mark slowly appeared in her mind: ?

While she was stunned, the man turned away and strode off.

The people around looked at her all at once, and they took a step back as if she was some kind of virus while they engaged in private discussion:

“In recent years, countless people have tried to approach Mr. Hunt by pleasing the Hunts’ sole grandson, but Mr. Hunt hates that the most!”

“It seemed like the last woman who had dared to have ideas about the Hunts’ sole grandson had married a 60-year-old man in the end. That woman is too bold!”

It was only when she overheard the comments that Nora finally understood what he meant.

…Is that man out of his mind?

Soon, Justin left the lobby. The bodyguards also withdrew, and the hotel lobby went back to normal.

Inside the extra-long black Bentley.

had a sullen look on his face, and he made a

Justin frowned.

check the surveillance camera footage in the corridor. There, he saw that the woman had

time, Pete, who had always been averse to others and disliked physical contact, hadn’t

fair

even her simple dressing couldn’t hide, and the kind of careless wildness in her

indifference in her cat-like eyes when she was facing him. She was unlike other women. She

—

At the Smiths.

party was already

was swollen, and a clear handprint could be seen. She applied a towel wrapped around ice as a cold compress to her cheek. In tears, she complained, “Why are you here

looked uncomfortable for a

had taken a detour and asked a private investigator to help inquire about the

hit you? Is she

himself… That means

face, and a sense of anxiety

definitely wouldn’t take a fancy

the towel. Then, she immediately said, “Anthony, you don’t need to go in person. She just can’t bear to let go of the company. Don’t

no longer here. He nodded and said with emphasis, “Without the company, Grandpa will never agree to our engagement! I’ll leave this matter to you. I don’t want

but said, “Don’t meet her if you don’t want to. I’ll definitely come up with

“Okay.”

at the airport. He didn’t know who she was, but the air around her,

I can take her as

he couldn’t curb his

call from the private investigator. “Mr. Gray, I couldn’t find the identity of that

eyes lit up. “Send it

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hotel, Cherry

went straight to the

the sofa and made a call. “Solo, give me all the information about Idealian

the moment. “Say, Anti, don’t go too far. Do you think I’m your subordinate just because I owe you my life? Don’t I, the world’s number one hacker, deserve some respect? You’re asking me to do even something as trivial as this? How about you

curled upward slightly. “Sure. How