She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor
Chapter 621: Utterly Without Principles

Chapter 621: Chapter 621: Utterly Without Principles

"I’m here."

A tall, upright figure appeared at the doorway.

Hope Williams froze for a moment and then turned her gaze to the door.

Paisley Ginger walked in hurriedly, limping slightly.

"Paisley!" Axel Ginger’s eyes widened, his previously angry expression instantly transformed into one of excitement as he looked at his son intensely and strode over.

Hope Williams lightly tugged at the corner of her mouth. Seeing that both of them were fine, she finally felt relieved.

"Dad."

Axel Ginger gave Paisley Ginger a strong hug, and just as Paisley felt the warmth of his father’s embrace, Axel suddenly raised his hand and slapped Paisley’s backside.

"You ungrateful brat, you know to come back now, huh? Wasting every day outside and neglecting your duties. Are you trying to drive me to my grave? Watch how I teach you a lesson today! Old Johnson, go fetch the family discipline tools!" Axel’s fury flared instantly.

Paisley’s tall figure stiffened for a moment. Twenty-two years old, yet getting spanked by his old man in public—what even was this feeling?

Paisley limped his injured leg and quickly ducked behind Hope Williams. "Dad, I came back, didn’t I? And I’m injured! Sis, take a look! I told you I should hide far away. This old man can’t see me without wanting to beat me."

Upon hearing that Paisley was injured, Axel Ginger’s rage from a second ago collapsed instantly. His face was now full of urgency as he pulled Paisley in front of him, "Where are you hurt? Let me take a look."

Hope Williams tugged lightly at the corner of her mouth. She couldn’t help but marvel at how Chairman Ginger managed to cycle through three distinct emotions in one minute.

Excitement upon seeing him, anger upon realizing the situation, and then worry upon learning of his injury.

Hope smiled—it was clear how much Axel loved this son of his.

Paisley, seeing Axel about to inspect him, quickly waved his hand, "Dad, Dad, Dad! Hey, hey! Oh, alright! It’s just a scrape on my knee, no big deal, a little medicine will do."

Axel Ginger’s mind flashed back to Hope’s earlier words, and he looked up, asking, "What exactly is going on here? How did things get to this point?"

At the mention of this, Paisley’s eyes grew cold. "Young Master Lewis came to pick me up, everything was fine on the way. Then, suddenly, a car rushed straight at us. Thankfully, Young Master Lewis reacted quickly and pulled me out of the car in time. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have made it out alive today."

Wyatt Lewis’s tone was chilling as he shot a cold glance at Ted Williams, clearly targeting Axel Ginger deliberately. "If it weren’t for my wife being extra cautious and telling me to pick this brat up, he would have died on the way."

Axel Ginger furrowed his brow. "Was it an accident or something intentional?"

Wyatt Lewis sneered, "Chairman Ginger, haven’t you figured it out yet? It looks like just an accident, but how could there be so many coincidences? Of all the cars, why this one crashing into ours? Ha, and now that Paisley’s back, you’re about to transfer the shares to my wife—think carefully about who wouldn’t want your son to make it back. I shouldn’t need to spell it out."

With that, everyone’s gaze unanimously turned to Ted Williams.

Hope Williams frowned deeply, her eyes frosty.

Ted had people following her, so he undoubtedly knew the purpose of her trip to Y Country. Naturally, he would try to stop her from bringing Paisley back.

She had considered the possibility of Ted kidnapping Paisley, hiding him away, or sending him back to Y Country. Therefore, upon arriving in A City, she immediately instructed Wyatt Lewis to lead his men to find Paisley.

But she hadn’t expected Ted to be ruthless enough to outright kill someone who bore no personal grudge against him.

This man truly had no boundaries.

Ted Williams stood silently in place, his gaze dark and inscrutable. Seeing everyone fix their eyes on him, he raised his brows innocently. "Why are you all looking at me?"

Axel Ginger flew into a rage. Thinking about Wyatt’s earlier comment of "this brat almost dying on the road," Axel became overwhelmed with dread.

Axel stepped forward, grabbed Ted Williams by the collar. "Ted Williams, you actually tried to kill my son? You’re utterly despicable—I’m calling the police!"

Ted Williams looked even more bewildered. "Chairman Ginger, what did I do? I’m sitting here calmly, and you rush over to accuse me! I really don’t understand what you’re talking about."

"Don’t spout nonsense—who else would it be besides you? Still trying to deny it?"

Ted Williams furrowed his brow. "But I truly don’t know what you’re referring to. Accidents happen worldwide every day, and car crashes are no exception. Is it fair to pin every incident involving someone with a minor connection to me onto me? Besides, the truth behind this hasn’t been determined yet, and here you are sentencing me already. Am I not the one being wronged here?"

Axel Ginger was red with anger at Ted’s shamelessness. Everyone present knew Ted had something to do with this, yet he still had the audacity to claim innocence.

Completely absurd.

"Where’s the driver?" Hope Williams asked Wyatt Lewis in a low voice.

"After crashing into us, he hit a stone pillar hard. He’s badly injured and has been sent to the hospital. The car is being sent for inspection and damage assessment."

"Have someone watch the driver." After all, Ted might try something extreme to destroy evidence.

"Got it."

Without solid evidence, mere words wouldn’t hold Ted accountable.

Judging by Ted’s composed demeanor, it was clear he had prepared contingencies.

The car was likely tampered with—either the brakes sabotaged or the driver drunk. Ultimately, the matter would be spun as either an accident or the driver’s personal error.

"Check the driver’s personal accounts and his family background."

Either money or coercion. Otherwise, why would anyone willingly undertake such a deadly task?

"Alright, I’ll send people to investigate now."

"Okay."

Ted maintained a look of unbothered innocence as Axel Ginger berated him furiously. Not only did he remain unprovoked, but he patiently continued explaining himself.

That feigned innocence really could make one wonder if he was truly being wronged.

Hope Williams stepped forward. "Chairman Ginger, let it go. Talking any more is pointless; save your energy to warm your stomach."

With people like him, unless you present undeniable evidence, even if you exhaust yourself arguing, he’ll still maintain his innocent front. You’d only frustrate yourself further.

Axel Ginger reluctantly let his hands drop, huffing twice in anger. "Ted Williams, you watch—when I find the evidence that you tried to harm my son, I’ll make sure you pay."

"Chairman Ginger, I really didn’t—"

"You know the truth within yourself," Hope Williams cut in coldly.

Ted Williams’ eyes briefly flickered with cruelty, but he maintained his casual demeanor, spreading his arms and sinking onto the sofa. "If you don’t believe me, what else can I do?"

"Don’t sit on my sofa. Get up," Axel Ginger snapped as he yanked Ted off, wishing he could immediately toss him out.

Ted Williams’ expression shifted slightly, a flash of restrained anger passing through his mind, though his outward appearance remained calm.

Axel Ginger, chest heaving in fury, glanced toward the equity transfer contract on the table, signing his name with broad, forceful strokes before handing it to Hope Williams.

"Miss Williams, I’ve signed it. Once you sign as well, these shares will be yours."