She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Creating a Top Beauty

Seeing Hope Williams agreed, Thomas Hughes gave his boss, Waylon Lewis, a thumbs-up from behind. The boss always had a way.

“Later, Thomas Hughes will send you over first. I have something to deal with and will arrive later, is that okay?”

“Mm.”

After hanging up the phone, Waylon placed his cellphone on the desk, the corners of his mouth curled up in a slight smile, as if he had just accomplished something great.

The subordinates saw their boss like this for the first time; they couldn’t help but stare openly.

Clearly, the boss was in the throes of love.

The boss is in love?

And that woman just now, the boss is eager to host a birthday banquet for her?

Who among them had ever seen the boss like this?

Waylon lifted his gaze, his deep eyes as icy as ever, and he swept a cool look over his subordinates. His gaze landed briefly on the clock hanging on the wall.

His thin lips parted slightly, his voice low and devoid of any warmth, “You have one hour.”

Everyone trembled fiercely.

The boss had just issued their final warning.

They were to finish their reports within an hour and wrap up the meeting, so as not to delay him from attending his wife’s birthday party.

Everyone immediately perked up, not daring to waste even a minute, and their speaking pace unconsciously quickened.

Thomas Hughes drove to take Hope Williams home first.

Hope sent the evening’s address to her colleagues’ group chat, and just as she expected, once the message was sent, the group exploded.

“Emperor Perry Hotel, am I seeing this right, Hope? Emperor Perry Hotel, the legendary seven-star hotel that only serves VIPs, and you managed to reserve their private room? You are too extravagant, Hope. Are you some undercover tycoon experiencing life here? Tycoon, please sponsor me, sponsor me.”

“My goodness, is this really not a mistake? Am I not dreaming?”

“I must be dreaming.”

“Ahhh… I can’t believe I’m going to have dinner at Emperor Perry Hotel tonight. I can brag about this for a lifetime.”

“Tonight, I must dress beautifully. I’ve seen pictures of the Emperor Perry Hotel online, it’s truly magnificent, like stepping into a royal palace as a princess. Ahhh… I’m so excited, thank you Doctor Williams for inviting us.”

Hope replied to a few messages and then silently put away her phone. Because of the barrage of messages and questions, it was impossible to reply to them all; she couldn’t even manage to look at them as they popped up incessantly.

This was bound to be a high-profile birthday.

Hope Williams went home to change her clothes. After all, as the main character of the birthday party, she naturally wanted to dress up a bit.

But just as she reached the door, she was startled by a group of fashionably dressed people standing imposingly outside.

Hope looked at these trendy individuals and approached with a surprised expression, “Who are you?”

They turned to look at Hope, and a blond man politely asked, “Are you Miss Williams?”

Hope nodded, “Yes, I am.”

“We are the personal stylist team arranged by President Lewis for you. I am Rick, the stylist.” The blond man observed her while smiling, “Miss Williams, you are indeed beautiful, and I believe we can make you even more stunning.”

Rick, a top-class world-renowned stylist. It was said that his hands could turn anyone into a top beauty, and his makeup skills were comparable to having a face swap.

Startled, Hope turned to look at Thomas Hughes.

Thomas quickly understood her puzzled look and stepped forward, “Miss Williams, all this was arranged by the boss.”

Hope furrowed her brows, “What exactly is he trying to do?”

It was just a simple birthday party. The usually simplistic Hope hadn’t planned on anything so elaborate as hiring a stylist; she thought she’d just put on some makeup and a dress and go.

But now…

Since Waylon Lewis had even sent people to her doorstep, could she really send this impressive crowd back?

Hope took out her keys to open the door, when suddenly, “Bang!”

“Ouch!”

A water balloon flew past Hope’s cheek, barely missing her, but the blond stylist Rick was not so lucky.

The water balloon smashed directly onto his exaggerated black-rimmed glasses, instantly exploding into splashes of water.

Hope covered her mouth in surprise, looking at the kids inside, Luke and Willow, both dressed in toy bulletproof vests, wearing black helmets and black sunglasses, each holding a black toy water gun, with a pile