She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 65: Chapter 65: Let’s Go. Is It My Fault for Being Beautiful?

She gave a light smile, her laughter as thin as a fragile wing, yet filled with immense sarcasm.

“Truth demands evidence, where is yours? Just because it comes out of your mouth, Joy Ward, does it become the truth—even without evidence you want to declare me guilty? Is this your autocracy?”

Joy Ward’s brows furrowed tightly, she opened her mouth, and said weakly, “Isn’t your expulsion the best evidence?”

“Ridiculous.”

“Since you deny these accusations, then how do you explain this video?”

Beau Harrison directly opened his phone, displaying the widely promoted video on the table.

She had seen the video before; because of the angle, only the backs of Benjamin Myers and Waylon Lewis, who had interacted with her, were captured, while Hope Williams’s entire face was visible. The comments below it escalated violently, labeling her as a flirt and two-timer.

Angry netizens even dug up posts about Hope Williams driving a luxury car, suspected of being kept as a mistress, and being a homewrecker.

Hope Williams’s brow twitched; she rarely paid attention to online matters and hadn’t expected to become the protagonist of public opinion.

“Doctor Williams, what do you have to say about this?” Joy Ward’s expression softened slightly.

Hope Williams smiled and nodded, unflustered. “Oh, this I admit.”

Her eyebrows raised slightly, “Being beautiful, my fault.”

“…”

“…”

Could her answer be any more smug?

“As for driving a luxury car?” Hope Williams nodded lightly again, her tone playful, “Being rich is also my fault.”

“…”

“…”

Her words, brimming with flaunt, not even concealing, her confident and self-praising demeanor though made it hard to dislike her, because it was the truth.

“You…” Joy Ward choked on her words, finding Hope Williams to be more troublesome than she had expected.

“Enough, all of you, let’s not bring these things up, so your approach towards Aurora isn’t that simple, is it?” Vice Chancellor Wood looked at Hope Williams resentfully.

Hope Williams didn’t rebut immediately to Vice Chancellor Wood’s accusation; instead, she poured herself a glass of water and elegantly took a few sips. Her gaze serene, she slowly began,

“Vice Chancellor Wood, do you think I approached Aurora to secure your support when I was being promoted to director?”

That was exactly what Vice Chancellor Wood meant.

When this point was mentioned, Joy Ward seemed to have caught Hope Williams’s shortcoming, her voice immediately rose.

“Doctor Williams, you’ve cozied up to Aurora to win her trust just to climb up, Doctor Williams, forgive my bluntness, but you have gone too far.”

Joy Ward’s frail face was filled with indignation, holding a posture of righteous fury, yet her eyes revealed contempt.

“Yes, you even incited Aurora to divorce me, stirring up strife between us. Aurora and I always had a good relationship, but ever since this woman appeared, she has been stirring trouble between me and Aurora. Aurora is naive, influenced by her, and constantly wants to divorce me.”

This scumbag was trying to shift everything onto her.

Hope Williams wouldn’t let him succeed.

“This matter, Doctor Williams, you better explain yourself well.”

Hope Williams spoke coolly, “Vice Chancellor Wood, you might have never doubted your son-in-law, as you say, Aurora deeply loves Doctor Harrison. So why does she now fervently want a divorce? Surely not because of my few provocations, making this marriage unsalvageable. I don’t think I have that power. You might want to ask Aurora what your son-in-law has done that makes her persistently want a divorce.”

Vice Chancellor Wood’s eyes stalled, and he looked up at Beau Harrison beside him, his expression complex and doubtful.

“Father, how I treat Aurora is visible to everyone in the hospital. You cannot simply believe this woman on her few words. What she’s best at is turning black into white…”

“Enough, everyone has their own story, dragging out a whole bunch of quarrels, regardless, Doctor Williams, you are still not qualified for this director position.” Elder Murphy’s slightly hoarse voice finally spoke, “Although I’ve already retired, and these matters aren’t under my jurisdiction, but I still have the right to speak. I’ll go talk to Director Woods, and you wait for a notice.”@@novelbin@@

Hope Williams’s face showed no warmth, “Elder Murphy, you have a high opinion of me, whether I am qualified or not isn’t up to you, but the scalpel in my hand.”

Hope Williams’s words were extraordinarily straightforward and confident, listening to them felt audacious; yet, during surgery, everyone appreciates such a confident surgeon.

Patients’ hope is given by the doctors, and doctors’ hope is self-given.

For someone like Hope Williams, who steps onto the operation table with great confidence, which patient’s family wouldn’t appreciate her?

“Heh, fine.” Elder Murphy was indeed startled.

“You’re one of the most resolute doctors I’ve seen over the years. Then let your skills prove it to me. I will ask Director Woods to let the entire hospital staff decide the next cardio director by voting. It will be absolutely fair and transparent. If you can win, no one will oppose your committee chair position. If you lose, you can’t blame anyone else. The date is set for one month from now, do you accept?”

Hope Williams’s lips were tightly pursed, her eyes cold as she looked at Elder Murphy for a few seconds, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.

“Fine.”

“But I have a request.”

Elder Murphy’s deep eyes narrowed, “What’s the requirement?”