She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 328 Auction

Chapter 328: Chapter 328 Auction

Everyone looked on and inexplicably felt that the two vacant chairs conspicuously screamed "Stay away from me."

Waylon Lewis’s attitude seemed as though he wished a whole galaxy could separate them.

The very people who had envied Vivia Fuller just a moment ago turned as stiff as his movements.

What is President Lewis doing?

"What’s happening here?"

"Why did President Lewis move two seats away?"

Everyone was baffled.

"Are you stupid? Didn’t you see that President Lewis moved his seat because Miss Fuller was sitting next to him?"

"Ah, so... President Lewis’s expression looks quite angry, huh? Because Miss Fuller sat next to him, he moved two seats away. Hahaha, just how much does President Lewis despise Miss Fuller, to want so desperately not to be associated with her?"

"Miss Fuller threw herself at him, and President Lewis almost wrote ’stay away’ on his face. I could laugh at this scene for a whole year."

"Miss Fuller must be feeling so awkward right now, I bet she’s about to dig a three-room apartment with her toes."

Amid a wave of hushed but audible whispers, Vivia Fuller sat in the front row, the light shining directly on her face, her complexion deathly pale, biting her lip, her hands clenched so tightly that they crackled.

Waylon’s actions just now could not have been more deliberate, blatantly refusing to sit with her, not giving her an ounce of face.

Sitting there, Vivia felt as though the voices behind her were like knives constantly stabbing into her body, the pain making it hard for her to breathe.

The auction was about to begin, with the auctioneer making preparations on stage.

It was only then that Alitzel Williams, followed by Hope Williams, made their belated entrance.

"Look, isn’t that Mrs. Lewis and Young Madam Lewis?"

At that comment, those near the door were the first to turn towards the entrance.

Hope Williams wore a simple, loose white dress today, draped over with a soft white fur shawl, her hair tied back in a low bun. She wasn’t wearing high heels, but it didn’t affect her imposing presence in the slightest.

Hope’s attire for the day was as plain as it could get, and her delicately beautiful face was without a hint of makeup.

Yet, among all the elaborately dressed young ladies from prominent families, she stood out starkly, a refreshing and eye-catching presence.

If the previous Hope was stunningly beautiful, today’s Hope was the embodiment of refreshing beauty, extraordinarily pure and memorable.

What was even more ironic was that, compared to the painstakingly dolled-up women, the undressed Hope completely overshadowed them without any effort.

"She is truly beautiful..."

"Why is she so beautiful even without makeup? I’m so envious."

"We’re both women, why don’t I have a pretty face like hers? It’s so heartbreaking."

Hope casually passed by Mia Fuller, who glared at her with fury.

This bitch is doing it on purpose, isn’t she? Dressing like this is meant to belittle all of us, right?

Waylon Lewis had already stood up from his chair; his dark eyes locked on the woman who was slowly walking in, not wavering for a moment as he headed straight toward her.

Seeing Waylon approaching, Hope’s eyes twinkled with a faint smile.

Alitzel simply watched her son’s gaze firmly fixed on Hope; even though she stood beside Hope, she didn’t catch a sliver of that attention. Alitzel really wondered whether Waylon’s eyes only saw Hope.

Hope looked up, and her gaze collided with Waylon’s eyes.

Waylon’s eyes always carried a gentle smile as he reached out to adjust the shawl on her, taking her small hand into his with a frown, "Why is it so cold?"

Seeing his concern, Hope smiled slightly, "Probably because I just came in, it’ll be fine in a bit."

"Are you cold?"

"It’s okay."

Waylon’s frown did not relax. He waved his hand gently, and the attending staff immediately stepped forward. Waylon Lewis instructed them briefly and the staff nodded.

After speaking to the staff, Waylon naturally took Hope Williams from Alitzel Williams and brought her into his embrace.

Hope’s eyes softened, and she leaned obediently into his arms.

Alitzel Williams felt the genuine sense of the pink bubbles emanating from the couple and pursed her lips resignedly, "How do Luke and Willow usually put up with you two?"

If Luke and Willow were here, they would surely say that it’s all about getting used to it.

Alitzel paid them no more mind and proceeded to her seat.

Now, there weren’t many empty seats left in the first row—just four. Alitzel glanced over, only to see Vivia Fuller with a gloomy expression, sitting there with one vacant seat to her left and three to her right. The other spots were all taken.

Alitzel found it odd as she glanced at those in the first row, then at Vivia sitting alone—it seemed as if everyone was avoiding sitting next to her, giving off the impression of being isolated and shunned...

Waylon Lewis pulled Hope Williams to sit down. Alitzel naturally took the seat beside Vivia Fuller, as it was her only option.

"Vivia?"

"Vivia!"

Alitzel called Vivia Fuller twice before she reacted, red-eyed as she looked at Alitzel.

"Un... Aunt... you’re here."

Seeing her strained smile, Alitzel asked, "What’s wrong with you?"

"I’m okay... nothing’s wrong..."

"Why are you sitting here alone?"

Alitzel’s question felt like another harsh blow to Vivia’s heart.

Vivia sat there, her hands continuously clenching the hem of her dress.

Seeing her disconcerted look and lack of response, Alitzel pursed her lips, withdrew her gaze indifferently, and didn’t ask further. She’d only meant to alleviate the awkwardness, since it felt odd not to converse with someone she recognized, but now she decided not to bother since Vivia was unwilling to talk.

Mia Fuller, with a twist of her waist, settled herself in the last spot on the left side of the first row, filling up all the seats.

"Heh."

Mia Fuller did not hide her scornful laughter toward Vivia Fuller.

What better example of throwing oneself at someone uninterested than what Vivia Fuller just showcased?

She could barely contain her laughter; she had warned her just before, and now look, Vivia herself was the one embarrassed.