Chapter 505



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Justin stopped as he heard this and his expression darkened.

Before he could say anything, Mrs. Hunt had already come striding over. He snorted coldly. “What’s there to be nervous about? The more the Smith family behaves like this, the more it shows they’re worried that their daughter can’t marry. Besides, if they can pick a husband for her, we can get your brother a wife too!” As soon as he said this, Justin shouted, “Grandma!”

It was a warning.

Mrs. Hunt was a little angry at being called that by him. “Justin, you can’t be bewitched by a woman! I’ve thought about it and realized that Pete has yet to return. After all, he’s your bloodline and the best heir to our next generation! At first I was worried that Pete’s birth mother’s family wouldn’t be good enough…but now, with the Smith family bloodline, I’m sure he’ll be fine!”

Seeing that Mrs. Hunt still hadn’t realized her mistake, Justin narrowed his eyes. “Grandma, if I ever marry in this lifetime, it will only be to her.”

With that, he straightened his clothes and left.

Mrs. Hunt pointed to his back and indicated to Brenda, “Listen to him, what is he saying, how can a man like him be trapped by a woman?”

Brenda didn’t say anything about it, but commented, “Grandma, Justin has never stated anything he won’t do.”

Mrs. Hunt was stunned.

Of course, she knew her grandson’s personality. Besides, all her dissatisfaction with Nora in the past had basically disappeared yesterday.

Although she had grown up in the country and didn’t have much knowledge, Mrs. Hunt could tolerate this lack only because she had two children.

Mrs. Hunt frowned. “I think the Smith family is just showing off. You just have to wait. No one will be willing to marry her. After all, her identity is not ordinary! Not to mention the burden she has with her, the Smith family will be under Joel’s control in the future. After all, she is not Joel’s biological sister. After Ian is gone, no one will support her. Also, her status in the Smiths will be very unstable. There shouldn’t be many people who would dare to put themselves forward to be her husband.”

Brenda immediately said, “Grandma, I think you’re right. That’s why I will be going to Nora’s house to help her find a…. Ah, no, I’ll be helping Justin keep an eye on her! Let’s see who’s so blind as to dare knock on the door.”

With that, she walked down the stairs, strutting in her high heels.

Mrs. Hunt: “No, no, no, no, no….”

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On the Smiths.

“Cherry, he’s too short!”

“But he’s handsome!”

“What’s the use of being handsome, if a man is short, he’ll be a level two fool! You can’t have him.” Brenda took the picture and pulled out another. “This one’s not bad. He’s got abs!”

Cherry: “But Mommy likes puppies, not wolfdogs!”

Brenda frowned. “My brother’s not a puppy, is he?”

Cherry nodded. “That’s why Mom finds him so simple!”

Brenda sighed. “Doesn’t that mean my brother won’t stand a chance?”

Cherry nodded again. “I’ve always felt that Dad doesn’t stand a chance!”

When Pete heard these words, the corners of his lips twitched. He didn’t tell them both. But it seemed to him that Mom was treating Dad differently.

When Nora woke up, the living room was in an uproar.

Even in her room with good soundproofing, she could hear the commotion downstairs.

She hesitated and got up. After washing up nonchalantly, she went outside and prepared to go downstairs to get something to eat. However, when he went downstairs, he saw six men sitting in the living room.

Most of them were in their twenties. Some were kind, some were mature while others were bright and handsome. Each guy was different.

Brenda and Cherry stood up with a sense of accomplishment. “Nora, come see these men!”

Cherry puffed out her chest. “Mom, I didn’t even log on to my game all morning just so I could pick out these men with Auntie!”

Nora nonchalantly pulled out a piece of bread and ate it as she watched them. Then, she asked Brenda coyly, “If you want to find a boyfriend, you should do it at the Hunts, right? Isn’t it inappropriate for you to be at the Smiths?”

Brenda: “?”

She waved her hand. “No, these are all for you to choose from! Cherry and I are just looking at them.”

A question mark slowly appeared in Nora’s mind, “?”.

These men were for her?

She was stunned for a moment before saying, “I…I don’t need a bodyguard.”

Brenda: “No! These men are here for the future husband selection Uncle Ian prepared for you! You can choose anyone!”

She pointed to the first one. “This is James. His family is in electronics, so he’s not bad. This is…”

Seeing that she was about to introduce everyone present, Nora interrupted her. “Stop.” Then her almond eyes swept over the men in the room. “I’m not interested in them. Please leave.”

With that, she went up the stairs.

She still had to study the medical books she had gotten from her teacher, Doctor Zabe. How could she have time to look at pretty boys?

But at this moment, a voice was heard. “Miss Smith…”

Nora stopped in her tracks and turned around. She saw a man in his thirties taking a step forward. He was wearing a gray suit. “I’m Blaine Jonas. I wonder if you still remember me.”

Nora was taken aback for a moment.

She still remembered Blaine Jonas. He was an internationally renowned surgeon. The two of them had once held a seminar for a certain patient. She nodded her head slightly. “Why are you here?”

Blaine smiled. “I originally came to discuss a medical case with you, but I didn’t expect to be treated like a blind date and brought here.”

Nora: “…Oh, I’m not free at the moment.”

Blaine was not angry. He seemed to have learned of her personality long ago, so he smiled and said, “Yes, I know you’re not free. You should have my contact number. Get in touch with me when you’re free.”

“Okay.”

Nora went upstairs.

At first, this was just a small incident. Nora did not take this person seriously at all. However, in the afternoon, she suddenly received a message from Trueman Yale. “The show I have prepared for you is about to begin!”

Nora: “?”

While she was in a daze, her phone suddenly rang. It was the Andersons.

She answered the call and Simon’s voice came out the other end. “Nora, do you know a surgeon named Blaine Jonas?”

Nora clenched her jaw. “What’s wrong?”

Simon’s voice was very serious. “He’s issued a challenge to alternative medicine doctors in New York! He said that alternative medicine is all bogus and that modern medicine is the proper method of treatment. Moreover, he suggested him as your good friend! There are witnesses who saw him leaving the Smiths today. So, everyone thinks you’re the one causing alternative medicine!”

Nora: “?”

She frowned. “I didn’t ask him to leave.”

Simon took a deep breath. “But everyone believes it now. It’s probably too late for you to say anything.”

Nora was puzzled. “What’s his challenge?” Simon sighed. “He has a few patients on his side, and there are also a few patients who came for alternative medicine. He has proposed to see if alternative medicine can treat those people or if modern medicine will do the job. From this, we will be able to determine which method is better!”

Nora: “?”

Modern medicine treated the symptoms but not the roots. Alternative medicine treated the roots, but slowly!

How could they compare? While thinking about this, Simon spoke again. “Besides, he directly challenged Doctor Zabe. Doctor Zabe is already old, so he definitely can’t accept the challenge. He let his disciple accept the challenge.”

Nora: “????”

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