She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 349: The Whole Truth Revealed

Chapter 349: Chapter 349: The Whole Truth Revealed

"Can the two young ladies answer our previous question?" The reporters surrounded them again.

"Get lost, back off, I’m not answering," Mia Fuller shrieked in a panic, "What crap are you asking, why should I answer you?"

Scolded for no reason, a few reporters with short tempers couldn’t hold back, "Why are you cursing? Even if you don’t want to answer, there’s no need to curse, right?"

"It’s fine if Second Miss Fuller doesn’t want to answer, but cursing is crossing the line."

Meanwhile, the camera was still rolling. Vivia Fuller bit down hard on her teeth, not daring to say anything, and just let Mia Fuller, who was losing it, cursively berate the reporters, conveniently drawing away all the fire for her.

Amidst the noise and argument, someone said, "Look at the video that was just released."

"What video?"

A reporter raised his phone, and everyone looked over—it was a surveillance video that had just been released.

The video played the sound of the Fuller sisters desperately arguing.

Upon hearing it, Vivia’s face turned pale, immediately sensing something amiss.

"Second Miss Fuller, did you send the photos to the media?" Hope Williams’ voice came through clearly.

Vivia said, "Of course it was her..."

"It wasn’t me," Mia shouted loudly, "It wasn’t me, it was her!"

"What nonsense are you spouting? You took the photos, and you sent them to the media. How can you wrongly accuse me! And just now you admitted to it, how can you turn around and blame me?"

"Wrongly accuse you? ...Me! Who dares do something and not own up to it? It was clearly you who sent the photos, why blame me?"

Vivia watched the video in the reporter’s hand and became completely unsettled. Who would release the video, what was going on?

She was anxious, too scared to listen further, and instinctively reached out to snatch the reporter’s phone in a rush.

This action, born out of sheer fear, immediately sparked anger among those nearby, "Miss Fuller, why are you snatching my phone?"

Vivia gripped the phone tightly, biting her lip hard.

She couldn’t give a reason; she couldn’t just admit that the contents of the video would utterly humiliate her.

No, this couldn’t happen.

"Miss Fuller, please return my phone to me."

"Why would you snatch a phone, guilty after seeing the video?"

Everyone had their phones, and Vivia’s guilty reaction immediately aroused everyone’s curiosity.

They all began to open their phones.

The voice in the video continued to haunt her like a death knell.

"The one who sent the photos to the media wasn’t her..."

"It was you!"

"Ah..." Vivia covered her ears tightly, screaming shrilly, "Stop playing it, stop playing it, none of you are allowed to play it."

But no one listened to her. Everyone held onto their phones, chattering away.

The woman’s voice in the video kept speaking clearly, followed by Vivia’s angry roar, "Shut up, all of you shut up, what’s the use of talking so much, Hope Williams? You can’t deny that the photos are real. Do you dare to swear that you’ve never wronged Waylon Lewis?"

"Why should I swear? My husband trusts me, I don’t need to prove anything with an oath, right?"

Lastly, the gentle and firm voice of Waylon Lewis resounded, "Right, no need for any proof, I trust her."

The video ended, and the whole truth came out.

Mia was the photographer, Vivia was the publisher; the sisters were jealous of Hope Williams, started rumors, and deliberately slandered her.

But the couple in question was full of love and about to be married.

Blinded by jealousy, the sisters orchestrated this whole drama.

But not only the Fuller sisters, Old Master Fuller was also implicated.

The video cleared everything, and just as it was released, all information about Young Madam Lewis’s affair online disappeared.

Even as Vivia continued to hug her head, screaming in despair, the reporters had no intention of letting them off.

"Can you explain the situation with the photos?"

"Did you intentionally release the photos and leak them to the media because of personal grievances against Young Madam Lewis? Looking for revenge?"

Vivia bit down hard, not answering anything.

Just then, a black car stopped, and a group of people got out, pushed through the reporters, and pulled up Mia and Vivia Fuller.

The sisters, feeling as though they’d seen the cavalry, hurriedly got in the car.

Inside the car, Old Master Fuller’s face was livid with anger.

Vivia was shocked, straightening her back, calling out with unprecedented fear, "Grandpa."

From the third-floor balcony of the old house, the scene at the front door could be clearly seen.

Luke had handled everything and, with a sigh, closed his laptop and walked over to join Willow, looking down at the scene below.

Baby grunted heavily.

"Still wanting to harm Mommy, why can’t these two bad aunties ever learn?"

"Bad aunties are really dumb, but they think they are so smart," Willow sighed helplessly. Her mommy had no lack of rivals in love, which was trouble enough for her mommy.

But with them by her side, they would definitely protect Mommy.

At the hospital, when Hope Williams and Waylon Lewis arrived, Christopher Lewis was still in surgery, with Alitzel Williams anxiously clasping her hands together, pacing in front of the operating room.

"Mom," Hope went over and took Alitzel’s hand, "Don’t worry, he’ll be fine."

Alitzel’s face was streaked with tears; she looked apologetically at Hope.

"Little Hope, don’t hold a grudge against your dad; that’s just the way he is, single-minded, focusing only on the company. The idea of family and business alliances is deeply ingrained in him, which is why he’s so hostile towards you."

Hope shook her head. She didn’t resent Christopher Lewis; he was simply foolish, unable to see Vivia’s true colors. What wrong had he done?

Besides, he was indeed looking out for Waylon and the family business.

Hope sighed softly and said, "Mom, I don’t blame him."

Alitzel sniffled and patted Hope’s hand, "That’s good."

Alitzel looked at Hope, lips moving as if she wanted to say more but hesitated, her eyes conflicted, ultimately choosing to remain silent.

Christopher’s surgery was successful, performed by Director Woods himself. After Director Woods briefed Alitzel on the precautions, Alitzel was relieved and thanked him profusely.

Christopher was still unconscious in the hospital room, and Alitzel sat beside her husband, feeling both angry and pained.

Seeing that Hope, Waylon, and Wyatt Lewis were all still there, Alitzel stood up and looked at them, "You all go back first, I’ll stay here. It’s been a tiring day for you, Little Hope, and you’re pregnant—go rest."

Hope pressed her lips together and nodded, "All right."

Staying there would probably anger Christopher when he woke up, knowing he was fine was enough.

Waylon gave Christopher a deep look on the bed and, without saying anything, took Hope by the hand to leave.

"Waylon, stay behind," Alitzel called out to him.