She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 428: Lewis Family Press Conference (5)

Chapter 428: Chapter 428: Lewis Family Press Conference (5)

The reporter’s face stiffened, and he instinctively turned to look at his colleagues.

But they all shrank back after glancing at the woman on the stage, not daring to keep pestering her.

Hope Williams said, "Not only are you slandering me, but you’re also slandering the hospital. Do you have evidence that the injuries on her hand were caused by me? Do you have evidence proving the hospital condoned my alleged violence against her? If you don’t, then stop casually pinning crimes on me."

The reporter, unable to save face, grew visibly darker in anger.

"How do you explain the video then? Are you saying it’s fake?"

"The video isn’t fake, it has been edited. We have had the video technically verified and confirmed that it’s been edited. If you don’t believe it, go and check."

The reporter persisted, "Even if it’s edited, that doesn’t explain anything. The things you did and said in the video can’t be fake, right?"

Hope Williams’s gaze grew colder, "An edited video can’t explain anything? Alright then, I’d like everyone to watch the original video."

Vivia Fuller’s heart skipped a beat, and even the usually composed Henry Fuller turned exceedingly pale.

"How is that possible." Vivia stammered in disbelief.

Hope Williams’s gaze moved to Vivia’s face, "What’s so impossible? Miss Fuller, you look quite upset. Are you afraid?"

Everyone’s gaze shifted to Vivia Fuller, whose complexion was more than just pale; it could be described as panicked.

Suddenly, all the cameras of the reporters were pointed at Vivia Fuller.

Vivia’s eyes darted about. Henry stepped forward, "Since Young Madam Lewis says she has the original video, let’s see it."

He was the one who personally deleted the video; it couldn’t possibly exist. He did not believe Hope could produce the video.

She was just bluffing them.

Henry narrowed his eyes behind his glasses, calmly and steadily staring at Hope Williams.

Seeing Henry’s composure, Vivia forced herself to calm down a bit, "Hope, all I want is an apology. Is an apology that difficult for you? Why are you still thinking about slandering and biting back at me? Fine, if you have evidence, present it. I’m ready for anything; the facts are already before us, I believe no one will trust you."

The crowd turned their attention back to Hope.

Hope Williams stood on stage, her cold eyes brimming with calm; she listened silently, without a trace of panic.

"Okay, I hope you can still maintain this confidence later."

Henry looked at Hope, feeling her excessive calmness and control, and a sense of impending disaster crept over him.

Hope raised her hand, and the large screen behind her began to play.

Everyone’s eyes were glued to the large screen.

Vivia’s hands were clenched tightly, her heart pounding with anxiety.

The video ticked by second by second, stirring up a buzz of discussion among the audience.

"This... This video is the same one that’s been on the internet, right? No difference at all, you’re joking with us."

"Yeah, what’s going on? This video is the same one we saw on the internet, even the duration is the same. Is this the original video you said? Are you kidding us?"

"Do you not have the original video and are just messing with us? This is really funny."

Vivia and Henry both breathed a sigh of relief; Vivia’s heart just settled back down.

Sure enough, Hope was just bluffing them.

She sneered, "Hope, are you joking? This video is obviously the one from the internet, is this your so-called evidence?"

Henry took a few steps forward, his gaze haunting as he looked at Hope, "I advise Young Madam Lewis to stop with the pretense, wrap up your lies, and quickly apologize to my cousin so we can close this matter; otherwise, you’re the one who will lose face."

Christopher Lewis couldn’t stand it anymore, he rushed onto the stage angrily pointing at her and said, "Hope Williams, how much longer are you going to make a scene? Just apologize to Vivia already. The Lewis Family can’t afford to lose any more face."

Vivia looked pitifully at Christopher, "Uncle Lewis, please persuade her. Frankly, all I need is an apology. If this continues, it’s not just her losing face but the entire Lewis Family. As long as she apologizes, we can consider the matter closed."

Vivia’s seemingly magnanimous words gained nods from the crowd.

Christopher nodded and glared fiercely at Hope, "Do you hear that? She’s not holding you accountable anymore, just apologize and the issue can be dropped. Hurry up and apologize."

"The matter isn’t over yet. Isn’t it too soon to talk about an apology?" Hope looked coldly at Christopher. "You keep saying you don’t want the Lewis Family to lose face, but if I apologize now, it’s like admitting these acts were done by me. With such a daughter-in-law, wouldn’t the Lewis Family still lose face?"

"My family’s honor has already been thoroughly lost because of you, if you keep this up, the Lewis Family will have no face left to show," Christopher said angrily.

Below the stage, Wyatt Lewis and others looked anxiously at Hope, "Brother, what is sister-in-law doing? Didn’t she get the evidence? Is there a mistake with this video?"

Waylon Lewis stared intensely at the figure on the stage, his mouth curving slightly, "She has her own plan."

"So, sister-in-law arranged all these?" Wyatt scratched his head, confused, "Then what is she going to do next?"

Waylon tilted his chin up slightly, "Watch for yourself."

"Ah, I can’t even get a little hint in advance," Wyatt continued to watch the stage with anticipation.

After listening to them, Hope continued, "The clip just now was indeed the edited video everyone saw online. The original video will play next."

After what just happened, Vivia’s composure was no longer as easy to shake.

Lifting her chin high and looking triumphant, she said to Hope, "Alright then, since you have the video, go ahead and show it."