She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 424 Lewis Family Press Conference (1)

Chapter 424: Chapter 424 Lewis Family Press Conference (1)

The dinner went quite well.

Waylon Lewis didn’t eat much, he mostly took care of Hope Williams and the two little ones.

Liam Cloud occasionally helped Hope Williams with food, and Waylon Lewis shot a sharp glance over immediately.

But Liam Cloud, always seeming to ask for trouble, just had to oppose Waylon Lewis.

With the hot grill sizzling and waves of heat rolling, sitting next to and facing two icy presences made for a fire and ice experience, under which Hope Williams’ skills in smoothing things over were honed to perfection.

After the meal, Waylon Lewis left with Hope Williams and the two little ones.

Liam Cloud hooked his lips, raised his eyebrows, and watched their departing figures.

Although he didn’t like to admit it, with his observations over these past few times, Waylon Lewis really took good care of Hope Williams, which put him at ease.

In the car, Hope Williams, smiling and holding her face, looked at Waylon Lewis, "Still not happy?"

"No," Waylon Lewis said indifferently.

Hope Williams slightly raised her eyebrows, "That’s good, Liam Cloud is just messing with you, he means nothing else."

She understood Liam Cloud well; his greatest skill was irritating others, but he didn’t have bad intentions, it was all in play.

"You do like speaking up for him."

Hope Williams turned her head and smiled, "I’m not speaking for him, just telling the truth. Waylon Lewis, haven’t you noticed, you and Liam Cloud are getting along better."

"Me and him?" Waylon Lewis glanced at her, "Which eye of yours sees that we are getting along?"

"As the saying goes, no interaction no friendship. You guys are much better now, at least now you only verbally spar instead of wishing to kill each other like before."

Waylon Lewis faintly smiled, "How can you be sure what you see isn’t just for show, maybe deep down we still want to kill each other?"

"It won’t be. I’m quite sure of it. Like right now, when I mention Liam Cloud, you can still smile and chat about him."

Waylon Lewis glanced at her, subtly retracting the smile on his face.

Hope Williams nearly laughed out loud, patted Waylon Lewis’s shoulder, "Keep it up, I think you two can become friends."

"Friends with a romantic rival? I’m not into that."

Hope Williams, "..."

The car went straight back to the villa.

Games aside and jokes aside, Hope Williams still had to prepare for the press conference in a few days.

Vivia Fuller was still causing quite a stir online, spreading her "tragic" story far and wide.

Most people online were sympathizing with Vivia Fuller, who also posted photos of her injuries and her hospital stay, garnering even more sympathy.

Vivia Fuller was now using this incident to completely overshadow her past issues.

It was thought her courageous act of saving Luke and Willow in the video had earned her much praise.

And as Liam Cloud said, Hope Williams was being heavily criticized online.

But Hope Williams didn’t mind. The bigger the commotion, the harder the fall, which she enjoyed seeing.

Hope Williams was lying on the bed, scrolling through comments on this matter online, engrossed.

Having finished his shower, Waylon Lewis came out of the bathroom and noticed from the corner of his eye that Hope Williams was reading comments.

He reached out, pulled Hope Williams into his arms, kissed her cheek, and removed the tablet from her hand.

"What’s wrong?" Hope Williams looked up at him, surprised.

"Don’t look at those, look at me." Waylon Lewis bent down and deeply kissed her lips.

Hope Williams curled her lips into a smile, bright and cheerful, "I find these quite interesting; they won’t affect my mood."

Hope Williams wasn’t so fragile; in fact, she found some of the comments quite amusing.

She took back the tablet, flipping through it and said, "One person said, ’What kind of man would dare to marry this woman, turning people into such state; she might has a violent streak and be a domestic tigeress at home’ Hahaha."

Waylon Lewis’s expression darkened, "Dare to call you a tigeress, I’ll get their account banned right now."

Hope Williams didn’t care, her eyes still full of amusement, "Guess what someone else said."

"What did they say?" Waylon Lewis asked, playing along as he held her.

Hope Williams giggled, "Another person replied to him, ’You should ask President Lewis if he’s been abused by the tigeress at home,’ and someone else said ’I silently sympathize with President Lewis for ten seconds.’ Hehe... so, President Lewis, has this tigeress abused you?"

Waylon Lewis, looking at the playful expression in her eyes, helplessly hooked a smile, "No, my wife is the gentlest woman in the world."

Hope Williams turned over, straddling Waylon Lewis’s legs, her slender arms around his neck.

Waylon Lewis held her waist to keep her from falling.

Hope Williams, with a twinkle in her eyes, asked, "Did you think the same when you saw me shoot Jaxon Bailey?"

"No."

"Ah~ So my image in your eyes as a gentle, good wife and lovely mother is ruined, right?" Hope Williams pursed her lips, pretending to be aggrieved as she blinked at Waylon Lewis.

Waylon Lewis, supporting her behind, pulled her a bit closer, the two of them almost breath-to-breath.

At such close distance, blending breaths, Hope Williams’s heart fluttered.

"I like my wife no matter what; even if she’s not gentle or a good wife and lovely mother, I still like her."

Hope Williams curled her lips into a smile, her smile bright and charming, "Just your sweet talk."

Hope Williams leaned in and kissed Waylon Lewis’s thin lips, and the next moment Waylon Lewis grasped the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

Hope Williams held onto his neck, letting him kiss her, reciprocating and matching his rhythm.

Just then, a ringtone went off.

Both of them stiffened; Waylon Lewis let go of Hope Williams, and she coughed lightly, her lips moist. She searched around on the bed and finally found her phone under the blanket.

"Who?" Waylon Lewis’s eyes sparked with fury.

Hope Williams took several deep breaths, "Stranger’s number."

"Hang up."

"What if it’s the hospital with an issue." Hope Williams thought for a bit but still answered and held it to her ear.

The next moment, the smug and triumphant voice of Vivia Fuller came through.

"Hope Williams, stop struggling in vain. Have you seen the comments online? No one believes you."

Hope Williams paused, looked at the phone number again.

Heh, this time she got smart, not using her own cell number.

"Oh, and then what?" Hope Williams asked coldly.

"Bitch, stop plotting something devious," Vivia Fuller warned venomously.

"Please mind your words, Miss Fuller. Aren’t you afraid I might record this?"

Once Hope Williams finished, the other side paused for a few seconds, then Vivia Fuller’s tone changed slightly, "I advise you to publicly apologize to me, or else I won’t let you go."

Hope Williams just found it laughable.

She thinks she’s holding the winning cards, already beginning to boast.

Hope Williams scratched her ear, "Alright then, I’m looking forward to seeing how you won’t let me go."

Vivia Fuller snorted coldly and angrily hung up.

"Vivia Fuller?" The chill in Waylon Lewis’s eyes deepened.

Hope Williams nodded, casually tossing her phone aside, and snuggled back into the warm, broad arms of Waylon Lewis, "Came to boast about her soon-to-be victory."

Waylon Lewis smoothed her soft long hair, "Don’t mind her."

"Uh-huh." Hope Williams certainly wouldn’t mind such clownish behavior; let her boast if she wants.

"It’s late, let’s sleep," Waylon Lewis pulled over the quilt to cover her.

"Okay." Hope Williams smiled tenderly, moved in his arms, and found a comfortable position to sleep.

...

The press conference was held in the grand hall of a hotel owned by the Lewis Clan, and not only journalists came that day, but also people there to watch the excitement and support Vivia Fuller.

Hope Williams deliberately didn’t stop anyone from coming. The more who came, the more witnesses there would be.

The venue was noisy and very chaotic.

People were discussing:

"What does the Lewis Family mean today? Are they making Hope Williams apologize?"

"Who knows, but this woman has done something so outrageous, I think it’s impossible that she won’t apologize."

"Didn’t you watch Hope Williams’ live interview the other day? She clearly said she did nothing wrong and won’t apologize."

"I think she’s just being stubborn. The video was very clear. I don’t know what she’s still trying to argue or if she’s still trying to clear her name? That’s simply impossible."

"The Lewis Family is really unlucky to be stuck with such a woman, a real disaster dragging down the Lewis Family’s reputation. I don’t know why President Lewis still tolerates this woman."

"This woman is ungratefully evil, absolutely despicable, totally not worthy of Young Master Lewis."

At this moment, of course Vivia Fuller and Henry Fuller wouldn’t miss it.

But even if they didn’t come, Hope Williams would have others bring them here.

Today wouldn’t work without them.

When Vivia Fuller entered, she was completely exhilarated, her chest heaving dramatically.

So many people were here to condemn Hope Williams on her behalf; enough spit could drown Hope Williams.

"Let’s see how you handle this," Vivia Fuller smirked triumphantly.

When people saw Vivia Fuller arrive, journalists rushed forward, "Look, it’s Miss Fuller."

"Miss Fuller, what do you think about today’s press conference?"

Vivia Fuller, feigning weakness, leaned on Henry Fuller and Delilah Fuller, her face pale, "I hope Hope Williams gives me an explanation and apologizes to me. If she apologizes, I can forgive her and not hold grudges."

"But Hope Williams clearly said she won’t apologize and she also said she has evidence to prove her innocence. What do you think about this?"

Vivia Fuller helplessly shook her head, "I don’t know what evidence she’s talking about, but the facts are clear for everyone to see. I believe everyone’s eyes are sharp and won’t be fooled by her."

"So, you think she’s just putting on a bold face, she actually has no evidence?"

Vivia Fuller nodded firmly, "Yes, the truth is what everyone saw, she can do nothing to clear her name. So, I still want to tell Young Madam Lewis not to bother with useless actions."

The crowd nodded in agreement, some even intentionally led a chant, "Justice for Miss Fuller, Hope Williams come out and apologize, Hope Williams come out and apologize."

...

"Damn, why are there so many people?" Wyatt Lewis couldn’t help but click his tongue, the situation was even worse than imagined.

If the hall wasn’t spacious enough, it might not have been able to hold so many people.

Waylon Lewis held Hope Williams’s hand, "I’ll go up with you."

Hope Williams shook her head slightly, "No need, I’ll go up myself, don’t worry, the bodyguards around are all arranged by you, they can’t hurt me."

Aria Richardson also looked worriedly at Hope Williams, these people carried too much malice, and there might even be paid trolls by the Fuller Family among them.

Christopher Lewis stood by, snorted coldly, "Just go up, don’t dawdle, the noise of these people is nearly flipping the roof."

Hope Williams smiled coldly, looking at Christopher Lewis, "I hope the person you’ve always trusted won’t disappoint you today."

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