She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 347: Scapegoat

Chapter 347: Chapter 347: Scapegoat

Hope Williams finished washing her hands and walked out to this scene.

Vivia Fuller’s face was pale with a slap mark, her eyes red and swollen, lips tightly clenched, crying like a rain of pears, completely heart-wrenching to behold, truly making one pity her.

Yet Hope Williams only found her pathetic.

Hope Williams tossed the paper towel into the trash bin and slowly walked towards Waylon Lewis with composed steps.

From the moment Hope appeared, Waylon Lewis’s gaze was tightly fixed on her. As she approached him, he had already extended his arms, embracing her protectively at his side, pulling her into his arms.

It was a posture of complete protection and extra care, his gaze on her distinctly different from when he looked at others.

It was a tenderness no one else had seen.

It seemed as if all his tenderness and indulgence were solely bestowed upon this woman, leaving none for others.

Is this really the attitude of a husband, who has been cheated on, towards his unfaithful wife?

Others watching the drama shook their heads, indicating they couldn’t understand it!

Waylon Lewis’s gaze winced at the stark slap mark on that fair face. He gently caressed her cheek, "I’m sorry, I was late; you’ve been wronged."

Hope Williams lowered her gaze and shook her head, "It’s not your fault. Yes, I felt aggrieved, but I am petty, so I need to retaliate. Once I retaliate, I won’t feel aggrieved anymore."

Waylon Lewis gently rubbed her head, "Your grievance will not be suffered in vain."

It must be paid back double.

Seeing Hope Williams, Vivia Fuller’s eyes brimmed with boiling hatred, yet she still had to put on an innocent and pitiful face as if she was wrongly accused.

Hope Williams’s clear eyes lightly glanced at Vivia Fuller, and she scoffed sarcastically.

"Don’t always put on that pitiful and innocent face. You are not innocent. No one else could do such a thing besides you two."

"I told you the photos have nothing to do with us, and it wasn’t us who spread them!" Vivia Fuller argued stubbornly, refusing to admit it, leaving no way to get at her.

Hope Williams stepped out of Waylon Lewis’s arms, walked forward a few steps, "Do you think that your actions were flawless?"

Vivia Fuller pursed her lips and stayed silent.

Hope Williams nodded slightly, "It seems so indeed."

Vivia Fuller stubbornly denied everything, unaware that behind her, Mia Fuller was already panicking and preparing to slip away.

Hope Williams tilted her head, her gaze shifting from Vivia Fuller to Mia Fuller, "Where is Second Miss Fuller going?"

Mia Fuller stiffened, frozen in place.

Vivia Fuller narrowed her eyes and turned to look at Mia Fuller, who slowly twisted her head back.

"Is Second Miss Fuller leaving because she feels guilty?"

Hope Williams’s voice was neither light nor heavy, yet filled with oppression.

Mia Fuller’s eyeballs trembled uncontrollably in their sockets. Vivia Fuller captured her panic completely, and she had just attempted to leave?

She squinted slightly, unsure of what Mia Fuller was up to.

"What do I have to feel guilty about...I just wanted to go to the restroom," Mia Fuller said stiffly.

Hope Williams coldly smiled and stepped forward, unknowingly holding a black mobile phone in her hand.

"I think Second Miss Fuller may be a bit forgetful, perhaps forgetting the message she sent to my husband a month ago."

Hope Williams turned on the mobile phone, and Mia Fuller’s complexion grew increasingly terrified, instinctively raising her hand to snatch the phone from Hope Williams’s hand.

Hope Williams swiftly dodged, her eyes smiling as she watched Mia Fuller, "What are you snatching?"

Mia Fuller was momentarily lost for words.

Her recent actions had thoroughly aroused suspicions around her.

"Are you afraid of what’s on your phone?"

Mia Fuller’s face was already pale with anxiety, "Hope Williams..."

"What exactly are you up to, Mia Fuller? What are you so afraid of?" Vivia Fuller was completely baffled, wondering what exactly Hope Williams had shown to scare Mia Fuller so much.

Hope Williams calmly opened the messaging app; there were no messages, just a single photograph which showed the time it was sent--that evening one month ago.

"Is this phone number Miss Second Walker’s?" Hope Williams handed the phone over to Mia Fuller.

Mia Fuller’s body couldn’t stop trembling.

"What on earth is it?" Vivia Fuller strode forward, snatching the phone from Hope Williams’s hands.

Several people behind, also curious, crowded around to look at the photograph and the timestamp displayed.

Vivia Fuller was completely overwhelmed, unable to react at all.

Hope Williams took the phone back from her hand.

Once Vivia Fuller had regained her composure, the muscles in her face uncontrollably began to tremble.

Great! She had sent it to Waylon Lewis before, and she didn’t even tell her!

She asked her repeatedly if, besides the two of them, anyone else knew about the photograph.

She had adamantly told her no!

Well now, everyone knew that they sent the photographs which validated what Alitzel Williams had said; they were targeting Hope Williams, opposing the Lewis Family.

The bystanders quickly put everything together.

"All the photos were taken by Second Miss Walker, and they also leaked from her hands, she was the one who sent them to the media! No wonder she was so frightened, even going so far as to grab the phone directly."

"Just now she kept denying it, saying we falsely accused her, threatening to send us a lawyer’s notice, I’m literally dying of laughter, but she just backfired."

"What a garbage bag she is, carrying so much inside."

"This matter can’t be separated from Miss Fuller either, these two sisters are the best at causing trouble."

"Seriously, just admit what you sent, daring to do but not own up. Miss Fuller was just saying, it absolutely wasn’t her, that’s hilariously sad."

Vivia Fuller, outraged, her chest heaving violently, turned her head and glared fiercely at Mia Fuller before slapping her face hard.

Mia Fuller, still in a state of shock, was dazed further by the slap.

"You took the photograph, and you sent it! I asked you, why did you say you didn’t? Why did you deceive me, deceive everyone into saying it wasn’t you?"

Mia Fuller didn’t catch on immediately to this sentence, but Hope Williams instantly did.

She was trying to push the blame of sending the photographs to the media entirely onto Mia Fuller; claiming she too was kept in the dark, washing her hands off it completely.

Mia Fuller choked, misinterpreting Vivia Fuller’s accusation as blaming her for not informing her about sending the photograph to Waylon Lewis.

Mia Fuller, already frightened and confused, faced Vivia Fuller’s interrogation with clenched lips, not uttering a word, conveniently playing into Vivia Fuller’s hands.

Seeing that Mia Fuller did not defend against Vivia Fuller’s accusations, Hope Williams’s sharp black and white eyes flickered, carefully rethinking Vivia Fuller’s recent outburst.

She surmised Mia Fuller took the photo and initially sent it to Waylon Lewis, and Vivia Fuller later learned Mia Fuller had the photo, trying to blow up the situation, but due to the relationship between the Fuller and Lewis families, she dared not let it be known the photo came from them. But the overlooked detail was Mia Fuller not informing Vivia Fuller she had sent the photo to Waylon Lewis.

This was what led to the current situation.

Otherwise, Vivia Fuller could not have been so confident earlier, and Mia Fuller wouldn’t have panicked upon seeing Waylon Lewis.

So, the real person who sent the photo to the media was Vivia Fuller, and now Mia Fuller was about to become her scapegoat.

Hope Williams figured it all out, offering a sarcastic smile.

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