She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 118: Chapter 118: Do me a favor, a reward of five million

“I never said today was my birthday; you all misunderstood,” Joy Ward stubbornly denied, because this way she was just misunderstood by others, not at fault.

But these noblewomen, daughters from prestigious families, were all as shrewd as they come; they understood Joy Ward’s intentions with just a little thought.

Such a bitch.

After they had gone to such lengths to flatter her, it turned out she wasn’t the evening’s birthday girl.

This sense of being deceived spread anger among everyone’s hearts.

No matter how Joy Ward argued, there was no way they would allow themselves to be put at a disadvantage.

“Heh, Miss Ward, you may not have said today is your birthday, but after we misunderstood, you didn’t clarify. Moreover, when we wished you a happy birthday, you were smiling so happily, as if you had tacitly agreed,” someone challenged.

“Yeah, you even have the nerve to say that, dressed like this at someone else’s birthday party; who wouldn’t misunderstand?” another added.

Knowing the truth, no one was willing to indulge Joy Ward.

Facing these harsh accusations, Joy Ward had no power to refute, “I…”

Hope Williams’ brows slightly furrowed, clearly sensing that another drama had unfolded here before her arrival.

As expected, Joy Ward had tried every possible way to disgust her but ended up suffering the consequences herself.

At that moment, Joy Ward’s face alternated between red and white, wishing she could dig a hole and crawl inside.

“Miss Ward, tell us, what’s this all about?” Hope asked indifferently.

“I…”

Under Hope’s calm gaze, Joy Ward suddenly felt as though there was nowhere to hide.

Having someone else’s birthday party hijacked to show off, everybody would think the real birthday person would be extremely angry.

Hope’s lips merely curved into a faint, mocking smile as she slowly approached Joy Ward.

Joy Ward stepped back guiltily, gaze darting about, “What… what are you going to do?”

Hope’s eyes fixed on Joy Ward’s, and after a few seconds, her lips curled into a derisive smirk.

Joy Ward looked at Hope with dread, not knowing what she intended to do, her heart was filled with immense fear, fearing a slap might come her way.

Just when everyone thought it would happen, Hope already turned around with a cold voice, “Let’s cut the cake.”

Just like that?

Everyone was puzzled. Normally people would be furious in such a situation where someone else was showing off at their expense, but this woman didn’t seem angry at all.

She must be quite easygoing.

Joy Ward had her breath caught in her throat, everyone else looked on at Hope’s magnanimity, but only Joy Ward herself could see the disdain in her eyes!

She simply couldn’t be bothered to reprimand her.

Why did Joy feel so unbearably stifled?

Even though Hope had done nothing, Joy’s face stung as though slapped.

That disdainful look was even more humiliating than an actual slap.

Waylon Lewis’s gaze drifted back to Hope Williams, his face slightly less severe.

Everyone’s attention returned to the main character, and Joy Ward’s matter became a trivial interlude not worth mentioning.

However, the woman standing beside Waylon Lewis was not Joy Ward. Who was this woman beside him? No one had seen her before; if she was from their circles, no one could have missed her stunning beauty.

So, she must not be a daughter of a prestigious family, and now everyone was intensely curious about Hope Williams’ identity.

A woman valued by Waylon Lewis.

Previously, Joy Ward was considered the woman closest to Waylon, but never had she received such treatment on her birthdays.

Yet this woman made her first appearance, and everyone could see how much Waylon valued her.

They couldn’t help but look at her with a mix of awe, admiration, respect, and fear.

The waitstaff stepped forward to light the candles.

A “ding” sounded.

The chandeliers throughout the venue were extinguished, leaving behind only one spotlight tracking tonight’s birthday star.

Waylon Lewis stood to the side, his eyes fixated on Hope alone, his gaze flickering with light and his noble lips curling into a gentle arc, “Make a wish.”

Hope closed her eyes and brought her hands together.

A few seconds later, Hope opened her eyes, stepped forward, and blew out the candles.

A round of applause followed.

“What did you wish for?” Waylon gently asked.

“I won’t tell you,” Hope quipped, taking the knife passed to her by a waiter.

Hope took two steps towards the cake.

Waylon chuckled, his voice magnetic and pleasantly light-hearted, “Hope Williams.”

“Mm?”

Hope turned, only to have her neck grasped by a large hand, as the man leaned forward and pressed his lips onto hers.

Hope’s eyes widened in shock and her free hand instinctively tried to push him away.

But the man had no intention of letting go.

Benjamin Myers’ hands immediately tightened, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, and he could only close his eyes tightly, turning his body away slightly.

“Good heavens!”

“OMG!”

“What did I just see?”

“Help, I’m smitten by this public display of affection.”

“Ahhh… why isn’t it me in President Lewis’s arms?”

“Oh my God, they’re kissing in public, President Lewis’s love for that lady is about to overflow, help!”

The whole venue erupted into a commotion, and Joy Ward felt a chill throughout her body. She had a thousand urges to rush forward and break them up, but how could she dare? She could only hold back with all her might, her hatred for Hope Williams growing beyond measure. If Hope hadn’t come back, all this would have been hers.

Why?

Why was Hope Williams the one in Waylon Lewis’s arms?

Why wasn’t it her? She would take back everything that belonged to her.

Joy Ward’s hands clenched until they turned red.

Hope Williams’s cheeks glowed red, surrounded by teasing laughter.

Facing the sight of the women embarrassed and wanting to hide, Hope felt like her face was on fire. Observing the flustered and furious animal-like demeanor, Waylon Lewis’s lips played with a hint of amusement.

The gesture was that of a little woman through and through.

Waylon Lewis lifted his hand, pulling her body into his embrace, his hand stroking her hair, “Why so shy?”

“Waylon Lewis! You are simply… a hooligan!”

Under the scrutiny of the public, did he have no shame at all?

He might not care about his image, but she did.

And if he didn’t, could he leave some for her?

Waylon Lewis chuckled lowly, “Hmm, I can agree with that word.”

“Ding.” All the overhead lights suddenly turned back on, but they still stood out in the center, catching everyone’s eye.

Hope Williams felt a headache coming on. It was clear that tonight this man was too much for her to handle.

“You all go ahead and eat, I need to go to the restroom.”

Waylon Lewis said, “I’ll accompany you.”

Hope Williams quickly raised her hand to stop him, “No need.”

Watching Hope Williams flee in a rush, Waylon Lewis let out a low laugh. How had he not noticed before how adorable this little woman was?

Inside the restroom, Hope Williams’ fair and delicate fingers were placed under the faucet, letting the cold water run over her fingertips.

The cold touch snapped her back to reality, gathering her scattered thoughts.

She realized something; lately, she had been too close to Waylon Lewis.

She let out a light sigh and was just about to leave the restroom when a red figure appeared beside her.

In the mirror, Joy Ward was staring at Hope Williams with a dark expression on her face.

Hope Williams did not want to deal with her, so she took a piece of paper and meticulously dried her fingers.

“I’ll make you pay the price; don’t get too smug,” Joy threatened.

The sound of water flowed on, accompanying Joy’s menacing voice.

Hope Williams didn’t even spare her a glance; she didn’t have to accept every single bit of nastiness thrown at her.

She might be pathetically persistent, but she was tired of it.

Wondering where her two little treasures had gone, the little ones played without even checking in with her, Hope Williams called Luke’s phone.

Hope Williams waited anxiously for a few seconds before the other side picked up, “Hello, what’s up, Mommy?”

“Luke Williams, Willow Williams, where have you two run off to? Mommy said to come find me if it gets late.” The banquet was nearly over and there was no sign of the two little ones.

“Don’t be mad, Mommy. We wanted to come find you, but there was a weird uncle insisting on playing this silly game of hide and seek with us.”

“Cough…”

Weird uncle!

Playing silly hide and seek!

Ha, they must be talking about Wyatt Lewis.

“Are you little ones hiding well? Here I come to find you.”

Indeed, it was Wyatt Lewis’ voice.

Hope Williams felt embarrassed, of course.

But it was clear Wyatt Lewis truly adored these two little ones.

…

Joy Ward returned to the banquet hall furiously and Kaeli Thompson pulled her aside as she approached.

Seeing Kaeli’s hurried and frantic expression, Joy was instantly filled with an ominous premonition, “Mom, what’s the matter? Why are you here?”

“Your dad’s investigation into Hope Williams’ situation from five years ago has yielded results,” Kaeli said with a grave face.

Joy stepped forward, fixing her eyes on Kaeli, “And? What’s the outcome?”

“When Hope Williams left that year, she was already pregnant.”

Boom!

It was as if thunder had struck her!

Joy’s eyes widened and she could hardly breathe, “Is the news… reliable?”

“Absolutely. Your dad spent a great deal of money to buy off the Lewis Family’s servant from back then. Not only that, but he followed the lead and found out that Hope Williams’ two children are attending kindergarten. The boy is named Luke Williams, and the girl, Willow Williams.”

Joy stumbled back, her hand slamming onto the railing beside her to prevent a fall.

Two children.

Hope Williams and Waylon Lewis had two children…

Joy’s face turned so pale that it was void of any color.

Finally, she understood why she couldn’t surpass Hope Williams.

She finally knew why Waylon Lewis refused to marry her five years ago.

It was because Hope Williams had gotten pregnant, because she had children, that Waylon Lewis had felt obliged to take responsibility and didn’t want to marry her.

If it weren’t for the children, she would have long been Mrs. Lewis.

Damn it!

Utterly despicable!

It turned out she was just one child away from being Mrs. Lewis.

All because of Hope Williams.

Why should she have children, and not just one, but two?

No, everything that belonged to Hope Williams should be hers; she had to seize it back.

A dark glint crossed Joy’s eyes, with a terrifying plan spreading through her chest.

“Mom, you have to help me. I absolutely cannot let this woman Hope Williams get away with it,” Joy said, grinding her teeth, her venomous gaze filled with murderous intent.

Kaeli Thompson had never seen her daughter look so fierce, and watching Joy like this, her heart pounded alarmingly, “What do you plan to do?”

Joy leaned close to Kaeli, whispering into her ear, “Mom, I want to…”

“You’re crazy, simply crazy. Do you know how much Waylon Lewis values those two children now? It’s not worth it for a Hope Williams; Joy, you mustn’t do something foolish,” Kaeli said, looking into her daughter’s ruthless eyes, feeling as if she didn’t recognize her.

Joy had made up her mind; she had to take a gamble for herself, “Mom, give me your phone.”

Kaeli’s hand trembled slightly as she held the phone; Joy snatched it away, and with gritted teeth dialed a number.

Soon, a man’s sinister voice came through the phone, “What is it?”

Joy’s eyes narrowed viciously, “Do me a favor, for a reward of five million.”

“Where’s the person?”

“Emperor Perry’s penthouse.”

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