She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 335: Inflicting Heavy Damage on the Lewis Family

Chapter 335: Chapter 335: Inflicting Heavy Damage on the Lewis Family

Vivia Fuller pleaded earnestly.

Old Master Fuller’s sharp eyes narrowed, as surpassing the Lewis Family to become the top family had almost become an obsession for him.

Yet after so many years, despite everything he had done, the Lewis Family remained unshakable and even rose to greater heights once Waylon Lewis took office as the CEO.

As for the Fuller Family, Old Master Fuller glanced at Vivia Fuller, kneeling before him, unable to hide his disappointment—how could she, in such a state, compete with Waylon Lewis’s woman, let alone be a competent Family Head?

Perhaps it was time for him to consider selecting and grooming a successor from the side branches of the Fuller Family.

Seeing Old Master Fuller’s calculating eyes narrowing again, Vivia felt an increasing chill in her heart.

She knew Old Master Fuller too well; this time, he must be truly disappointed in her.

Vivia now wanted to cry but found no tears; she quickly gathered her spirits and took out her phone, pulling up a photo and handing it to Old Master Fuller.

"Grandpa, I really have a way to inflict a severe blow to the Lewis Family this time. Please believe me," Vivia implored with a full face of earnestness.

Old Master Fuller bit his back molars, took Vivia’s phone, and looked at the photo with a subtly frivolous tightening of his brows before asking after a moment’s contemplation.

"What do you plan to do?"

"If this photo were seen by everyone at Elder Lewis’s birthday banquet tomorrow..."

Old Master Fuller smirked, "Then the Lewis Family will lose face completely because of Hope Williams."

"Additionally, Grandpa..." Vivia leaned a bit closer to Old Master Fuller and whispered in his ear, which seemed to soften his expression.

"How confident are you?"

"Grandpa, you can trust me. I won’t let you down this time, but I still need your help to keep Waylon Lewis occupied," Vivia’s eyes hardened.

She wanted to show Waylon the true colors of the woman he liked.

She wanted to make Waylon regret not choosing her.

Vivia clenched her hands.

Hope Williams! The humiliation of today will be repaid twofold tomorrow.

"Good," Old Master Fuller, finding Vivia’s plan reliable, looked much better after hearing it.

"I’ll have Robert Faye help you. Don’t disappoint me again," Old Master Fuller warned her in the end.

Hearing the Old Master speak like this, Vivia nodded solemnly, "Don’t worry, Grandpa. There’s no way it can fail this time."

"Mhm," Old Master Fuller nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing the Old Master cheer up, Vivia bit her lower lip and tentatively asked, "Then, Grandpa, about the money for the auction..."

Old Master Fuller’s face darkened instantly, scaring Vivia into bowing her head once more.

Old Master Fuller gestured to the old butler beside him, who understood and left.

Vivia finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Grandpa."

"Don’t thank me. If you fail again, you will no longer be in the running to be the Fuller heir. You had best take heed," Old Master Fuller issued his final warning to Vivia.

Vivia’s face darkened as she nodded rapidly, "I understand, Grandpa."

Once the payment was settled, the auction house quickly delivered the Blue and White Dragon Pattern Double Eared Bottle.

Old Master Fuller’s eyes lit up as he looked at the exquisitely beautiful Double Eared Bottle on the table.

The Blue and White Dragon Pattern Double Eared Bottle might not be worth twenty billion, but it was undoubtedly a masterpiece, with every line engraved perfectly.

Old Master Fuller nodded, "Move it to my study."

Vivia was taken aback, "Grandpa?"

"What is it?" Old Master Fuller looked at Vivia, puzzled.

Vivia bit her lip; it was clear that the Old Master intended to keep this Double Eared Bottle for his collection.

But at the auction, because of what Hope Williams had said, everyone knew this Blue and White Dragon Pattern Double Eared Bottle was to be presented as a birthday gift to Elder Lewis tomorrow.

This...

Vivia said with difficulty, "Grandpa... this... this is the birthday present I’m supposed to give... to Grandpa Lewis tomorrow."

Old Master Fuller’s face completely froze upon hearing this.

To give it away to someone else!

He had already felt the pinch spending two billion on a vase, and now to give it away to someone else!

Wouldn’t that make him a big sucker who just throws his money away?

...

After the auction ended, the Lewis Family driver came to pick up Alitzel Williams, and Waylon Lewis didn’t head straight back home with Hope Williams. Hope Williams wanted to stop by the mall, so Waylon Lewis drove to the entrance of the shopping mall.

As Hope Williams was getting out of the car, Waylon Lewis held her hand, "Wait."

"Hm?"

Waylon Lewis got out of the driver’s seat, walked around to the front of the car, opened the passenger door, and leaned in to lift Hope Williams out.

The moment the door opened, a cold breeze seeped in, causing Hope Williams to shiver.

"What are you doing?"

Hope Williams looked on in bafflement as Waylon Lewis opened the back door of the car and carried her into the back seat, then climbed in himself.

Hope Williams raised her eyebrows, huddled into a small bundle, and watched Waylon Lewis as he reached over to undo her shawl.

Her face blushed, and she quickly grabbed her clothes, looking at him warily, "Waylon Lewis, what are you doing? This is inside a car."

Waylon Lewis paused, then cracked a light smile, "What are you thinking?"

Hope Williams met his gaze which, apart from tenderness, held no other impurities. She watched as he took off her shawl and quickly fetched a warm cotton coat for her to put on.

Hope Williams’s face stiffened at his movements.

"What is this?"

"Aren’t we going to browse the mall? How can you not freeze dressed like this? You’re pregnant now, if you catch a cold you’ll be afraid to take medicine; if you get sick, you’ll be the one to suffer."

Waylon Lewis ruffled her hair and quickly wrapped her in a scarf and a fluffy large hat.

That large hat was really cute, with milky white fabric and two large bunny ears attached.

"Did you buy this hat?"

"Willow chose it for you."

Waylon Lewis didn’t know which kind Hope Williams would like, so he asked Willow, who spotted this one right away, but probably because the little one liked it for herself too.

So Waylon Lewis bought one for Hope Williams, and one for Willow as well.

Hope Williams nodded; that made sense. She was wondering how Waylon Lewis could have chosen such a cute and somewhat childish hat.

Looking at the cotton coat, the large scarf, and the big hat on her, she felt she had everything she needed.

She looked down at Waylon Lewis, who was changing her into cotton shoes, "Waylon Lewis, when did you prepare all these?"

"When we left the house, I was afraid you would be cold," responded Waylon Lewis, looking up at her.

Hope Williams gazed at the man, her heart melting away. She hadn’t thought of any of this, but he had.

Waylon Lewis lifted Hope Williams’s small foot into his palm, his brow slightly furrowed, "Why is it so cold?"

"I always get cold hands and feet in winter, don’t worry, it’s not a big problem."

Hope Williams was naturally cold and her hands and feet were almost always icy in winter.

Waylon Lewis pursed his lips, the distress in his eyes unmistakable. His large hand held her foot and brought it to his chest.

A wave of warmth came over her, and Waylon Lewis’s gesture made Hope Williams’s heart uncontrollably skip a beat, instinctively wanting to retract her foot.

But Waylon Lewis held her small foot and brought it back into his embrace, refusing to let her move, "Don’t move, let’s warm it up a bit before getting out."

Hope Williams didn’t move anymore, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Waylon Lewis and slowly said, "Waylon Lewis, you’re really good to me, so good that you’re like..."

"Like what?"

Hope Williams inhaled deeply, "Like my mom."

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