She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 366: The Truth Behind the Death of the Third Young Master (2)

Chapter 366: Chapter 366: The Truth Behind the Death of the Third Young Master (2)

Henry Fuller clenched his molars tightly, and after a long while, he struggled to spit out a word, "Fine."

"I’ll go back and look for evidence, but my grandfather can’t be completely dissociated from this matter, although he wasn’t the mastermind."

"Talk to me with evidence, you have only two hours." Waylon Lewis extinguished his cigarette butt and turned to leave.

...

Henry Fuller did not return to the Fuller home, but went straight to Vivia Fuller’s hospital room.

Vivia Fuller curled up on the hospital bed, covering herself entirely with the blanket. Henry Fuller strode in and flung off her blanket.

Vivia Fuller felt a chill, the glaring light striking her pale face, and long-term darkness made her uncomfortable with the bright lights.

She frowned, struggled to flutter her eyelids, her hand frantically groped on the bed, trying to grab the blanket back and hide herself again.

This was the first time Henry Fuller saw such a disheveled Vivia, curled up in the hospital bed, her hair messy, face deathly pale, lips cracked, even her eyes barely open, like an old person on their deathbed.

In his memory, Vivia had always been superior, haughty, her eyes inherently arrogant and disdainful when looking at others.

"Vivia Fuller!" Henry Fuller called her heavily.

Vivia Fuller closed her eyes tightly, without any movement, clearly in a hopeless stance.

Henry Fuller, with dark and forbidding eyes, unceremoniously dragged her up.

This rough action tugged at her wound, causing Vivia Fuller to react at last, her face contorted as she swatted away his hand, "What are you doing? Get out."

Her voice was hoarse from not talking for a long time, and her sudden shout even broke her voice.

Henry Fuller did not indulge her, grabbing her wrist tightly, causing her pain, "If you still want to be the high and mighty Miss Fuller, then pull yourself together."

Hearing his words, Vivia Fuller scoffed coldly, her voice raspy, "The Fuller Family is about to fall, where can I play my role as the miss?"

"I have a way." Henry Fuller looked at Vivia Fuller with utter seriousness, "Waylon Lewis said if evidence can be produced to prove that it was Old Master Fuller’s doing, he would give the Fuller Family a way out."

Vivia Fuller stared back at Henry Fuller, her eyes widened, a cold shiver running down her spine.

"If you still want to be the Fuller family miss, then tell me where Old Master Fuller hid the evidence from back then."

Vivia Fuller had always been the most trusted by Old Master Fuller, who would consult her on many matters and confide some secrets to her.

So Vivia Fuller knew almost as much as Old Master Fuller himself.

Vivia Fuller’s mind was a mess now, her gaze constantly shifting.

"I... don’t know!"

How could Henry Fuller believe that, "Do you want the Fuller Family to disappear from Emperor Capital forever?"

Henry Fuller pressed forward step by step, Vivia Fuller took a couple of hurried deep breaths.

"Speak, what are you still hiding? The Fuller Family is nearly gone!" Henry Fuller yelled urgently.

Vivia Fuller forcefully closed her eyes, after a long internal struggle, she slowly spoke up.

"In... in Old Master Fuller’s study’s computer, there is a surveillance video when Isaiah Lewis asked Old Master Fuller for help, it was recorded by the study’s surveillance, Old Master Fuller asked me to save it, to control Isaiah Lewis later."

Old Master Fuller was a cautious man, fearing Isaiah Lewis might turn against him, so he kept the surveillance as leverage, always forcing him to serve his own ends.

"What’s the password?"

Vivia Fuller recited two sets of passwords, Henry Fuller let go of Vivia Fuller, turning to leave.

Ignoring the pain in her body, Vivia Fuller hurriedly got off the bed and grabbed Henry Fuller’s clothes, shouting loudly, "Don’t involve me in this, you must not involve me in this."

Henry Fuller coldly swatted her hand away, "Got it."

Vivia Fuller watched Henry Fuller’s departing figure, her hands tightly clenched.

She kept reassuring herself.

It wasn’t her fault, it wasn’t her fault, it was all his own doing, it wasn’t her fault.

Henry Fuller rushed back to the Fuller home as quickly as possible, the Fuller home was eerily quiet.

Without hesitation, Henry Fuller ran into Old Master Fuller’s study, turned on the computer, which was locked. Following the passwords given by Vivia Fuller, he quickly unlocked Old Master Fuller’s study computer.

Searching through a pile of files, he found a private file, which was encrypted.

Henry Fuller continued entering the password, the file soon opened, Henry scanned through it quickly, hesitating for a few seconds before sending, just as he clenched his molars again and clicked send.

After sending the message, he felt a great weight lifted off his shoulders and hung his head heavily with both hands clasped over it.

He believed it was all to save the Fuller Family; the old master would definitely not blame him!

...

Hope Williams and Waylon Lewis had just finished dinner when Thomas Hughes hastily came over with a laptop.

"Boss, the evidence from Henry Fuller has arrived," Thomas said with a grave expression.

Neither Hope nor Waylon showed any joy upon receiving the evidence.

Thomas set down the laptop and hastily stepped back two paces.

Waylon raised his hand but paused, the normally fearless man’s eyes momentarily vacant.

Waylon clicked on the video play button.

The video was clear; Isaiah Lewis’s face, full of sycophancy, and Walker Fuller’s face, brimming with a triumphant smile, were clearly visible.

The sound was also clear, revealing their entire conspiracy.

"As long as you help me eliminate Waylon Lewis, and I take control of the Lewis Clan, I will cede 20% of the Lewis-Fuller collaboration to you."

"Eliminate your own nephew?"

"Nothing but a little wolf cub thinking he can steer the Lewis Clan. Dream on, our family is the rightful owner. If Old Master Fuller favors them, do not blame me for being ruthless..."

Waylon’s hand, casually resting on the table, clenched repeatedly. His expression might appear stable at a casual glance, yet a deep and profound agony could be seen in his dark eyes upon closer inspection.

Hope Williams tightly furrowed her brows, and after watching the video, she comprehensively realized what it meant to have a wolfish ambition!

There wasn’t a hint of hesitation when plotting to kill his own nephew for personal gain.

She silently raised her hand, gently patting Waylon’s back.

This revelation was excessively painful for Waylon.

The targets Isaiah Lewis and Walker Fuller wanted dead were him.

And Jayden Lewis had died in Waylon’s stead.

Hope’s eyes were full of sorrow, now that all truths were surfaced and everything made sense.

Waylon, although young, was quite accomplished and highly regarded by the old master, who directly groomed him as his successor.

This undoubtedly threatened those like Isaiah Lewis, who dreamed of becoming the Patriarch Lewis.

By eliminating Waylon, Christopher Lewis’s family would be heavily struck, distracted from vying for power, and the old master would be devastated, unable to focus on the company.

The position of the future family head would then undeniably fall into their hands.

But, Isaiah Lewis alone didn’t have the courage, and the Fuller Family, who had been scheming to surpass the Lewis Clan and become the top tycoon of Emperor Capital, became his most potent ally.

Old Master Fuller is such a shrewd man.

Should he help Isaiah’s family seize the position of family head, he could easily control the Lewis Clan. Not to mention surpassing them; with the foolish Isaiah Lewis, absorbing the Lewis Clan entirely wasn’t impossible.

The meticulousness of the plan was overwhelming.

Hope couldn’t even begin to imagine the scene at the banquet, an occasion that appeared so joyous, yet harbored such a terrifying plot.

If not for the third young master dying that day, it would have been Waylon Lewis.

The Fuller Family’s scheming would have succeeded.

The Lewis Clan wouldn’t be what it is today.

She also wouldn’t have been able to marry Waylon Lewis, because it was the third young master’s minor act that changed everyone’s fate at present.

This was both fortune and misfortune for the Lewis Clan.

It was unfortunate that the Lewis Clan had a traitor with wolfish ambitions—Isaiah Lewis—who caused the death of the third young master, but fortunately, the Fullers and Isaiah Lewis did not succeed.

Tears began to well in Hope Williams’ eyes; after all, the young third young master was so innocent back then—no one could possibly imagine how desperate the child in that narrow corridor felt facing impending death.

Isaiah Lewis deserved to die.

The expression on Waylon Lewis’s face was countless times colder than usual.

After a long while, he spoke, "Send Walker Fuller to prison, bring Isaiah Lewis back."

"Yes."

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