She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 351: The Sacrificial Piece

Chapter 351: Chapter 351: The Sacrificial Piece

Waylon Lewis, with no choice, took the phone. "Can you handle being alone at home?"

"No problem, call someone to send Luke and Willow back later."

"Okay."

"Go on with your business." Hope Williams urged.

"Sure." Waylon Lewis obediently grabbed his coat, placed a kiss between her brows, and turned to leave.

"Waylon Lewis." Hope Williams suddenly remembered something and stood up to follow him a few steps.

"Hmm?"

"I..." Hope Williams pursed her lips, "Can you give Liam Cloud one more day?"

Although Waylon hadn’t mentioned Liam Cloud, Hope knew that he had sent people to capture him.

Liam said he would explain everything to her, and he wouldn’t break his promise.

What she could do now was to buy him time before he found the evidence.

Waylon’s expression darkened slightly, he paused for a moment, and then nodded, suppressing the emotions in his eyes, "Alright, one day."

Hope clenched her lips, watching Waylon leave, thinking that if she had known Waylon would agree so easily, she would have asked for two days.

She wondered if that person could find evidence within one day.

Hope wasn’t idle either; she had Luke bring the surveillance footage from the old house, something that Luke was very good at.

She watched the surveillance footage carefully several times. Coincidentally, the camera was facing in the direction of Liam’s back, which meant it didn’t capture the entire scene behind him.

Moreover, since there were many people around at the time, reviewing distant surveillance footage proved fruitless.

Hope turned the volume up to the maximum; the sound of the gunshot was heard precisely one second after Liam raised his arm, and due to the camera angle being behind him, it blocked the view of his hand, making his actions invisible.

Hope, distressed, ran her fingers through her hair, hesitated for a moment, then picked up her phone and called Liam.

After several rings, no one answered.

Hope glanced at the clock; it was still early. She couldn’t just sit at home waiting for doom; she grabbed her car keys and left.

Fuller Family.

Vivia Fuller and Mia Fuller, the two sisters, knelt on the ground and sobbed quietly, not daring to make much noise.

Old Master Fuller sat on the couch without saying a word.

Vivia, frightened and desperate, knew she had not only failed again but had also pushed the Fuller Family into the public eye.

The Lewis Family would not let this go.

What should she do?

"Shut up." Old Master Fuller exploded with a roar, annoyed by the crying.

"Both of you are only good for ruining things, not making them happen. Didn’t you say it was foolproof? Huh?"

A teacup shattered in front of Vivia’s knees, scattering into pieces. Vivia trembled but didn’t dare to flinch.

"Grandpa... it was Mia, Mia didn’t tell me she sent the photos to Waylon Lewis. If she had told me, it wouldn’t have ended like this," Vivia’s voice shook as she spoke, head bowed.

Old Master Fuller’s sharp gaze pierced Mia Fuller, who felt the oppressive force even without looking up.

She trembled, "It’s not like that, Grandpa. I didn’t tell her, but she took the photos from me and never shared her plan with me. I only found out later, by then it was too late to say anything... Grandpa..."

Each had their own version of the story, leaving Old Master Fuller with a headache.

"Both of you, shut up."

"Really, Grandpa, believe me."

"I asked you many times, and you never told me. Mia Fuller, you now want to blame me, if it weren’t for you, today wouldn’t have failed, and the Lewis Family would have been dragged down with Hope Williams, all because of you."

"How dare you blame me..."

"Shut up!" Old Master Fuller shouted loudly.

The sisters immediately silenced themselves.

"So much noise, you only know how to argue. You argued at the Lewis Family’s place, and now you’re still arguing back here. Haven’t you argued enough? My face is nearly gone because of you two."

Both kept their heads down, not daring to utter a word.

"The Lewis Family won’t let you off easily this time; someone must pay the price."

After such a big incident, he did not believe Waylon Lewis would not respond.

"Grandpa, please save me, save me..." Mia Fuller was really scared.

Old Master Fuller stood up, looked at Mia deeply, and sighed, "Mia, I’ve arranged a plane ticket for you, sending you abroad, and you can never come back."

Mia’s face turned pale.

"What do you mean? What are you saying, Grandpa?"

Did he mean to abandon her? Someone had to pay the price, and she was that someone.

To abandon her and protect Vivia?

Mia couldn’t believe it; she crawled forward, knees scraping the floor, "Grandpa, this wasn’t my fault, it was all her idea, all her!"

"No need to say more, you have just half an hour to pack your things. You must disappear in half an hour."

"Grandpa..." Mia Fuller lay on the ground, howling in tears.

Vivia bowed her head, not daring to move a muscle, fearing Old Master Fuller might send her away as well.

Being sent abroad from a wealthy family meant only two possibilities: one, to be nurtured abroad, and two, to be discarded and left to fend for oneself.

Clearly, Mia Fuller was the latter.

Old Master Fuller waved his hand, and two bodyguards immediately stepped forward, pulling Mia up.

Mia struggled desperately, her makeup smeared all over her face, looking ghastly.

"No, Grandpa, please, don’t send me abroad, it’s clearly her fault, why abandon me, why is it me?"

Mia couldn’t accept it; she was indignant.

Why was it that every time Vivia made a mistake, she bore the brunt?

Why did he always choose to cast her aside?

The first time was in Waylon Lewis’s office when he said in person: "Mia, you better go to jail."

The second was the last time at the Knox Family when Vivia’s idea harmed her, she received no comfort, and he was ashamed of her, locking her in a room for an entire month without leaving.

The third time was today: Clearly, it was Vivia who came up with the failed idea, but she was the one being discarded.

Why?

Why was she always the one to be abandoned?

And Vivia, time after time making mistakes, kept being forgiven and protected.

"This time, if it weren’t for you, her plan wouldn’t have failed. Other than causing trouble, what else are you good for? You are just a waste; the Fuller Family does not keep waste."

Waste!

Mia Fuller froze in shock; her face blank as she suddenly understood. In his eyes, interests were above everything, and they were all just pawns in his hands.

Originally, he arranged her engagement with the Knox Family to use her to draw them closer.

Later, when she ruined it, he no longer cherished her as before because she became useless and couldn’t bring him benefits.

Now that the situation had escalated so much, he needed someone to take all the blame, to bear the wrath of the Lewis Family.

And that person was her.

Because Vivia was of use to him, while she was not.

She was discarded as a useless pawn and sent abroad to fend for herself.