She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

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. Instead, she replied, “Let’s go upstairs.”

“It’s just as well that she 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 sister later…”

The way to chase a woman was to please everyone around her.

very experienced in

had just inspected the hotel, stared coldly at

Mr. Hunt! Never mind that she

referred 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 when she was

him had question marks all over

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

frostily, “Look her

“Yes, sir.”

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

himself, yet his tone

much flesh on her face that even her eyes were nearly squeezed shut.

insisted on using the excuse that her obesity is due to hormonal injections. Hah, she speaks as if she’ll be a beauty

up every day in

to make me marry an uneducated, illiterate, and mentally

listened to him with her

crying and kicking

fought back despite being hit was that 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 her wit and ingenuity before she

really hate the Smiths’ behavior. If it weren’t for that company, I wouldn’t be humoring Angela now,

what am I saying such things for? Where are you

casually made up an answer.

Andersons from New

a big-name family comparable

didn’t expect you to come from such a wealthy family. No wonder you have such a compelling presence and air of elegance

his assumptions

your fiancée gave birth to a child five years ago, but it was abandoned. I’m really

just a rumor, Miss Anderson! That fatty

Nora had only given

anyone knew

don’t want

down heavily on the table and pretended that she was leaving, vividly acting the

He reached out to grab her. “That’s not what

subtly evaded him and raised an eyebrow. “So, are you going to answer

such secrets about wealthy families were what many people liked to talk about idly. Just like gossip about celebrities, a lot of people would find

reluctantly. “Uncle Henry—Henry Smith—was the one that handled it back then. I really

that Anthony didn’t seem to be lying, Nora