She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor

Chapter 83: Chapter 83: Collecting Evidence, Will Not Let Her Go

“Waylon,” Joy Ward bit her lip, looking pitifully at Waylon Lewis, “Miss Williams has really wronged me this time. I would never do something so disgusting, no matter what. I don’t know why Miss Williams would say I pushed her, why she would frame me…”

“It’s not your fault; she’s just not in a good mood right now, don’t blame her.” Waylon Lewis glanced at her with a cold expression, speaking indifferently.

Joy listened closely but couldn’t hear any concern for herself in the man’s tone. She bowed her head and sighed, looking wronged no matter how one saw her. Hearing what Waylon Lewis said, she could only leave for now. The instant she turned around, a triumphant and sinister smile spread across her face.

“I’m so mad, this woman must be a trash bag with how much she can hold in.” Aria Richardson paced back and forth on the spot, fuming with anger.

Hope Williams’s expression was very calm as she kept all emotions buried deep in her eyes, reaching into her bag to pull out a small voice recorder and a complete set of composition testing documents.

Aria’s eyes flickered briefly at the sight of the items in Hope’s hand, “What’s this?”

“To face shameless people, naturally, I have to be prepared.” The moment Hope Williams got the test results, she thought that there was a high chance Joy Ward would stubbornly deny everything, after all these years, she had gained the deep trust of Alitzel Williams. Even if she presented this evidence in front of them, it was not certain they would believe her.

So when she noticed that Valentina River was tracking her, she deliberately did not expose her, just to let Joy find out.

People say anything when they are frightened, which is more conducive to her obtaining evidence.

That’s why she had prepared this voice recorder early on.

“No, but Hope, why didn’t you present the evidence just now? To prove it to Waylon Lewis,” Aria listened to the recording, feeling both angry and puzzled.

Hope Williams’s eyes narrowed slightly, a touch of sorrow flashing through her clear eyes.

“Where are Luke and Willow?”

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“Don’t worry, Aunt Bailey is with them at home. I didn’t want the kids to worry, so I didn’t tell them…”

“Mommy, are you still going to keep it from us?” Two milky voices rang out at the door.

Hope Williams was taken aback and turned to look at the door, only to see her two precious children standing there, looking at her angrily.

Hope Williams and Aria Richardson exchanged glances, both almost smiling despite themselves; she knew these two smart little ones couldn’t be kept in the dark.

“Mommy, it’s not right to keep things from us, we worry, and godmother, your acting is really bad,” Luke and Willow climbed onto Hope Williams’s hospital bed, one on each side.

Aria Richardson was somewhat helpless, “How did you two little ones get to drag me into this?”

It wasn’t easy being with two highly intelligent children; nothing escaped their eyes, and it was also hard for her.

“Does it hurt, Mommy?”

“It doesn’t hurt, Mommy’s okay now,” Hope Williams hugged the two milky-smelling little ones into her arms, soothing them softly.

“That’s a lie, Mommy is clearly in trouble, isn’t she? That bad woman hurt Mommy, right?” Luke asked very seriously.

Hope Williams paused, and immediately, Luke said, “We all know, Mommy, don’t try to trick us.”

Luke then took out a USB drive from his little pocket.

Hope Williams looked at it with a puzzled expression, “What’s this?”

“Surveillance evidence.”

“Did Waylon Lewis not say there was no surveillance evidence?” Aria Richardson asked, astonished.

“It was destroyed by the bad woman.”

Luke had hacked into the Lewis Family’s surveillance system. The surveillance footage seemed to have been naturally corrupted, but a closer inspection revealed signs of tampering. After a more thorough examination, sure enough, someone had deliberately destroyed it. Although restoring the damaged surveillance video was difficult, it was no challenge for Luke.

Hope Williams was moved as she looked at Luke with sparkling eyes.

“Damn, impressive! Luke, to be able to restore this, you’ve got my utmost admiration,” Aria Richardson hugged Luke and kissed him on the cheek fiercely; the child was simply a prodigy.

“Mommy, brother has found all the evidence; what’s the next step?” They couldn’t let that bad woman off, hmph!

“Thank you, my darlings. Leave the rest to Mommy, okay?”

Hope Williams naturally wouldn’t let Joy Ward go; she had to get back everything that was owed, for Grandpa Lewis, and for herself.

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At night, Aria Richardson took the two little ones home. The children reluctantly held Hope Williams’s hand; it took quite a convincing effort to send the two little ones off to sleep.

The hospital room was empty. Hope Williams leaned on the hospital bed, her gaze turning cold as she looked out the window, which was faintly illuminated by the moonlight, appearing a bit weary as she closed her eyes.

At that moment, the door of the hospital room was quietly opened, and a tall and distinguished figure stepped in from the darkness.

Hearing the noise, Hope Williams’s eyelashes trembled before she finally opened her eyes and sighed silently.

The room’s atmosphere turned chilled.

Bathed in the moonlight, Hope Williams could only make out the silhouette of the long and straight figure of the man, but she could imagine how cold the face hidden in the darkness must be.

During the day, Joy Ward had been here appearing aggrieved; knowing Joy’s nature, she surely would have cried a river to Waylon Lewis, and played the victim.

It was easy to imagine he was here to seek justice for Joy Ward.