She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor-Chapter 254 - Hope Williams Explodes

Chapter 254: Chapter 254: Hope Williams Explodes

Chapter 254 -254: Hope Williams Explodes

Vivia Fuller curled her red lips seductively, “Brother Waylon, I revised this document as you instructed, please take a look.”

Waylon Lewis lowered his eyes, his slender fingers flipping open the document.

Vivia Fuller pursed her lips, straightened her body, and walked around the large office desk to Waylon’s side. Bending over, she asked in a soft voice, “Brother Waylon, is there anything else that needs to be modified?”

Vivia Fuller’s heart kept pounding; it was truly the first time she was this close to Waylon Lewis, inhaling the unique scent of this man, Vivia felt her desire to become his woman grow ever stronger.

She even thought, even if she were just his lover, she would be willing.

Thinking so, Vivia unconsciously placed her hand on Waylon’s broad shoulder.

But in the next second, his gaze turned icy and piercing. He lifted his eyes, his gaze devoid of any warmth, chillingly swept over her.

Vivia Fuller was greatly startled.

His voice, dark and ominous, rang out.

“Stay away from me!”

Vivia Fuller’s heart trembled; she hastily retracted her hand and took a step back in fright.

His gaze was so cold it seemed to freeze her to the bone.

Waylon Lewis, with a look of disgust, snapped the file closed, threw it onto the desk, and coldly commanded, “Get out.”

“Brother Waylon—” Vivia’s face turned pale; she didn’t know what she did wrong to make him change his expression so suddenly.

She bit her lip, her eyes glistening with tears as she blinked steadily at Waylon.

She looked utterly pitiable.

“Brother Waylon, did I do something wrong? Or is there a problem with the project?”

“Get out,” Waylon Lewis repeated, “Don’t make me say it a third time.”

His voice carried a bone-chilling coldness that clearly displayed his anger.

Vivia Fuller felt aggrieved. Was he really this angry just because she had gotten close to him?

But he clearly could be with other women, so why not her?

She, the esteemed Miss Fuller, had looks, figure, and family background. Even if she couldn’t compare to Hope Williams in his eyes, could she really not match any of those other women?

Vivia Fuller felt deeply humiliated.

She refused to believe she held no allure for this man.

She clenched her teeth, stepped forward, and directly embraced Waylon Lewis, “Brother Waylon, I like you, let me be your woman, please? I really like you, I have everything Hope has, everything she can do, I can too…”

Before Vivia could finish, Waylon abruptly grabbed her hand and yanked her away from him.

Vivia Fuller stumbled back two steps before she managed to stabilize herself, and panic-stricken, she looked up at him, only to see a furious storm swirling in his eyes.

“Have you lost your damned mind?” Waylon Lewis spat, disgusted.

Vivia Fuller, shoved away so bluntly by him, froze where she stood, unsure how to react.

She felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation.

“I’m not crazy, Brother Waylon, I really like you. Why can you touch other women but refuse to touch me? How am I worse than them?” Vivia Fuller shouted.

“What did you say?” Waylon Lewis gritted his teeth.

“Isn’t that the case? There’s a woman in your resting room, you can touch other women behind Hope’s back, why can’t I?”

Vivia Fuller walked chaotically closer to Waylon again, “Brother Waylon, I also want to be your woman, even if… even as a lesser one, I am willing. Trust me, Brother Waylon, I am surely no less than Hope.”

Waylon Lewis’s brows twitched uncontrollably.

A chilling wind swept through the vast office.

Inside the resting room, Hope Williams had just adjusted her clothes and hadn’t planned on going out, but then she heard the noise outside. Even without seeing, she could imagine what happened.

A coldness surged in her eyes as she stood up and strode out.

“Miss Fuller wants to sneak around with my man, and she didn’t even ask if I would agree?”

Hope Williams leaned against the door, arms crossed, her face cold as she lifted her eyes to look at her.

Vivia Fuller’s eyelids twitched fiercely twice, and slowly, reluctantly, she turned her head only to see the person she least wanted to see watching her.

Hope Williams!

Vivia Fuller felt something explode inside her instantly, shattering her pride.

The woman in Waylon Lewis’s lounge was actually Hope Williams.

She had been there all along, hearing all her disgrace and humiliation loud and clear.

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Vivia Fuller clutched her chest, feeling her breath becoming rapid, a suffocating sensation spreading continually across her chest.

Thinking of Hope Williams hearing her words, Vivia Fuller felt like she was about to break down.

“You…”

Vivia Fuller stared at Hope Williams but couldn’t utter a word. Humiliated, she turned and ran quickly toward the door, not daring to look back even once.

Hope Williams coldly withdrew her gaze, turning to look at Waylon Lewis.

“Let’s go home.” Waylon Lewis grabbed her wrist, his face still dark with anger.

The first thing Waylon Lewis did when they got home was to strip off his shirt and head into the bathroom to thoroughly wash off the scent of perfume from his body, only then did his complexion slightly improve.

Vivia Fuller went crazy, smashing things around in her room.

She had never felt as humiliated as she did today.

That bitch was in the room, yet she kept silent, probably just to make a mockery of her.

That bitch, despicable.

Vivia Fuller’s eyes crazed with resentment.

“Ah! Go to hell!” She violently swept all the cosmetics off her dressing table.

Even that wasn’t enough to vent the anger in her chest.

Old Master Fuller’s face was grim as he walked up to Vivia Fuller’s room, where a group of bewildered servants gathered. Seeing Old Master Fuller, they quickly stepped aside.

Old Master Fuller raised his hand to twist the doorknob but didn’t open it; his expression grew even grimmer.

“Vivia Fuller, I’m giving you five minutes to get yourself together and come downstairs,” Old Master Fuller commanded in a deep voice.

Old Master Fuller sat down on the living room sofa with a document in front of him.

Vivia Fuller, not daring to disobey Old Master Fuller, sat down on the sofa with a cold face.

Old Master Fuller directly slapped the document in front of Vivia Fuller.

“This is the project document returned by the Lewis Clan, and they have officially notified us that they won’t be cooperating with us this time. Didn’t you say there would be no problem? What exactly happened?”

Old Master Fuller was furious, as this cooperation had been so important that he had entrusted it to Vivia Fuller.

He never expected that his most proud granddaughter would bring back a result of unequivocal non-cooperation.

What a capability!

How could she even have the face to go mad at home?

“Can you explain to me what happened?”

Vivia Fuller’s face turned pale as she looked at Old Master Fuller and suddenly knelt on the floor, crying out, “Grandfather, it wasn’t like that, it wasn’t like that. Brother Waylon had really already agreed…”

“Then tell me why he suddenly changed his mind?” Old Master Fuller slammed the table.

Vivia Fuller, kneeling, crawled closer to Old Master Fuller, grasping his hands, “It’s… it’s because of Hope Williams…”

Old Master Fuller’s deep eyes narrowed, “What does this have to do with that woman?”