She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 111

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She Made a Comeback as a Renowned Doctor - Chapter 111

Hope Williams, “…”
Hope Williams had to talk to Luke and Willow for quite a while before they finally agreed
to open the door. Puckering up their little lips, they said, “Who let them dress up so
oddly and stand at our doorstep without talking? We thought they were bad guys. Since
they’re here to help Mommy with her makeover, come on in quickly.”
Hope Williams smiled apologetically at the drenched, blond stylist Rick, “Sorry about
that, kids don’t know any better. Luke, Willow, apologize quickly.”
Luke and Willow hurried forward, “Sorry, Uncle, it wasn’t on purpose. It’s just that your
outfit is so… cool, we thought you were a baddie.”
The “baddie” blond, who originally had a bad temper, especially with his handsome
hairstyle messed up, f orgave them when these cute little ones apologized and even
complimented him for looking cool. He ran his hand through his hair, “Forget it, it’s no
big deal.”
Following Hope Williams into the house, thankfully her living room was spacious enough
to accomm odate all their stuff.
...
“OK, that’s settled, let’s get started.”
8 pm at the Emperor Perry Hotel.
The news that the Lewis family’s helmsman was hosting a lavish birthday banquet at
the Emperor Perry Hotel spread like wildfire within just a few hours.
Thus, in addition to Hope Williams’s colleagues and friends, various notable figures
were in attendance.

After all, grand birthday banquets like this were a rarity for the Lewis family aside from
Old Master Lewis’s birthdays.
The banquet was held in the la rgest banquet hall on the top floor of the Emperor Perry.
The significance of the event spoke for itself.
Although no one knew for whom the birthday banquet was prepared, the fact that
Waylon Lewis was giving it so much importance made everyone curious abo ut who this
person could be and eager to catch a glimpse.
Rumors suggested that Waylon Lewis’s birthday banquet was arranged for a woman.
It had been said that Waylon Lewis had a beautiful and capable wife who supported the
entire Lewis family from behind the scenes, but since the Young Madam rarely
appeared in public, no one knew what Mrs. Waylon Lewis looked like. Eventually,
rumors spread that Young Madam Lewis had vanished, and people were still very
curious about her. Many speculated it was her.
But Yo ung Madam Lewis had been missing for such a long time.
The woman known to be by Waylon’s side was none other than Joy Ward of the Ward
family.
So there were also many who thought this birthday banquet was prepared for Joy Ward.
Moreover, with such a grand birthday banquet personally organized by Waylon, and
given his rare attendance at social events, it was a prime opportunity for many to curry
favor with him, hoping to become familiar with him.
If one could form ties with the Lewis clan, it could mean a br ight future for their own
company.
The Ward family was the perfect example.
More and more people gathered in the top floor banquet hall.
The chat group of Hope Williams’s colleagues was simply beyond words.
“Admiring Boss Williams.”
“Admiring Boss Williams +2”
“Admiring Boss Williams +3”
…

“Admiring Boss Williams +99”
Hope Williams, “…”
Truly baffled and at a loss, she typed, “Have you all reached the private room?”
Someone asked, “Doctor Williams, did you book a private room?”
Hope Williams replied, “Yes.”
“… Please excuse my bluntness, but you’re quite the joker, this ‘private room’ is as big
as a football pitch!”
“Right, I’m glad I knew we were coming to Emperor Perry so I dressed up a bit,
otherwise I would have been embarrassed.”
“Doctor Williams, who e xactly are you?”
“Does Doctor Williams need a son? I think I could fit the bill!”
Hope Williams felt they were teasing her with their exaggerations. As she neared the
hotel, she put away her phone.
Not only was Hope Williams dressed exceptionally grand today, but so were the two
little ones — one in a princess dress and the other in a miniature suit, looking beautiful
and handsome.
Hope Williams glanced at Luke and Willow, then looked down at her own gown, feeling
more and more that something was odd.
It gave her the false impression that she was heading to a major evening gala.
“Assistant Hughes, where is Waylon Lewis?” Hope Williams asked calmly.
“Miss Williams, Boss has just finished his meeting an d is preparing to come over. Would
you like to join Boss for your entrance?”
Hope Williams shook her head, “No need, I was just asking.”
Thomas Hughes nodded and made a point of saying, “Boss said he originally wanted to
make his entrance with you on this grand day, and he’s hurrying over as fast as
possible.”
Hope Williams pursed her lips; truly, Thomas was a good assistant for Waylon, subtly
suggesting that she waits to enter with him.

Chap ter 112:

Chapter 112

: Want to Have a Good Birthday? No Way!
At that moment, a red Ferrari pulled up steadily in front of the door.
The person who got out of the car, donned in a bright red backless gown, fascinatingly
showcased her sultry figure, her brown curly hair casually cascading over her
shoulders, and her delicate face painted with exquisite makeup.
She arrogantly raised her head, gazing at the majestic, luxurious Emperor Perry Hotel
with a faint smile on her face, yet her eyes shot out a clear rese ntment.
Wearing the brightest red at someone else’s birthday party blatantly screamed of
stealing the spotlight.
Who else could it be but Joy Ward?
“Joy, don’t be angry. It’s just that a little slut momentarily rose to power. We’ll recover
our lost face to night,” Valentina River, in a bewitching purple spaghetti strap gown,
arrived beside Joy Ward, her lips curled with a sinister smile.
...
Joy Ward tugged her lips, her hands hanging by her sides, clenching constantly.
Hope Williams, it was all because of t his slut.
If Christopher Ward hadn’t personally gone to the hospital to plead on her behalf today,
Joy Ward would have been fired by Director Woods.
Joy Ward was also banned from performing surgeries for half a year, driving her insane
with rage.
This enor mous humiliation, she must reclaim it tonight.
Hope Williams thinking she could enjoy her birthday smoothly, no chance!
Joy Ward quickly stepped into the hotel.
Valentina River hurriedly followed; she was eager to enter the Emperor Perry Hotel, the
top hot el in Emperor Capital.
The River Family, being rather insignificant, struggled even to book a small private room
here. Valentina had never been here before, and the Emperor Perry Hotel was known
as the royal court. Entering it made her feel like a princess in a court, for which she had

dressed herself meticulously, aiming to outshine everyone, energized by the mere
thought.
Valentina River scornfully swept a glance at Joy Ward in front of her, eager to surpass
her pace.
The service in Emperor Perry Hotel was remarkably considerate; waitstaff guided them
along the way as they entered.
Valentina River looked around, her eyes widening in awe. True to its reputation, the
Emperor Perry Hotel was opulent both inside and out.
Th e murals on the carved beams, the bright, grand crystal chandeliers, the elaborately
luxurious decorations, and the stunning court - style was breathtakingly beautiful.
Valentina River, holding her phone, crazily snapped pictures and posed with her face,
imm ensely satisfying her vanity.
Joy Ward disdainfully sneered at Valentina River and muttered under her breath,
“Country bumpkin who’s never seen the world.”
Upon entering the elevator, the waiter promptly pressed the button for the top floor.
Joy Ward glanc ed and snorted coldly, “Miss, you pressed the wrong button, didn’t you?
We’re here for Miss Williams’ birthday party; is Miss Williams’ private room really on the
top floor?”
Although Joy Ward hadn’t been here many times, she knew that the top floor had on ly
three top - tier private rooms for the most distinguished guests and also housed the
largest and most luxurious banquet hall in Emperor Perry.
Joy Ward scoffed and rolled her eyes. How could Hope Williams afford a top - floor
room? At most, it would be one of those smaller private rooms.
Valentina River, busy admiring the sparkling elevator, didn’t forget to add, “Yeah, have
you led us on the wrong path? Where exactly is the private room Hope Williams
booked? Isn’t she supposed to come and greet us at her ow n birthday party?”
Hearing this, the waiter guiding them couldn’t help but turn his head and briefly
scrutinize them with perfectly managed facial expressions that maintained neutrality.
“Ladies, you aren’t mistaken. Miss Williams’ birthday party is indeed on the top floor.
Besides, Miss Williams is one of our most distinguished guests, so naturally, she’s not
available to come and greet you.”

The waiter’s voice was clear, and although extremely polite, it limited to just that. His
underlying message seemed to suggest, “You aren’t important enough for Miss Williams
to greet personally.”
“Bragging much about booking at Emperor Perry, even calling her a ‘most distinguished
guest’? Hello, you must be mistaken. Are you sure you’re talking about Hope Williams?
Th at’s laughable. She’s just a nobody, a nobody with no backing. You definitely got it
wrong,” scoffed Valentina River, tossing her meticulously groomed hair with scorn.
The waiter bowed his head in silence, facing these two unrealistic women, the smile on
h is face slightly fading.
Seeing that the waiter didn’t echo her sentiment, Valentina River was displeased.
“Hello, I’m talking to you. What kind of attitude is that?” Valentina River asked haughtily.
The waiter bent slightly, expressionless as he said, “Th e guests our hotel considers
distinguished are but a few. How could there be a mistake? Maybe you ladies walked
into the wrong hotel. If you did, the exit is just down the elevator to the left.”
The upper management had specifically instructed that since M iss Williams was
associated with their boss, she was equivalent to their living ancestor, the future
Matriarch Lewis. Anyone speaking ill of her would face a mild warning or, worse, be
thrown out.
“What do you mean by that? We came to your hotel, aren’t we your guests? Are you
trying to drive us out now?” Valentina River smirked, looking down on the waiter with an
extremely haughty gaze.
“If you verbally insult Miss Williams again, it won’t just be a matter of asking you to
leave,” the waiter stated calmly, his words carrying a firm warning.
“You, I’m just speaking about her. What about it? Do you know who we are? How dare
a mere waiter be so arrogant in front of us? You’re living…”
Joy Ward quickly grabbed Valentina River and gave an apologetic smile to the waiter,
“Sorry, my sister just lost her temper a bit, no offense meant.”
“Joy, why…” to be so polite to a waiter.
Joy Ward fiercely glared at her, signaling her to shut up.
Though resentful, Valentina River had no choice but to close her mouth, feeling
so mewhat intimidated.

When the elevator reached the top floor, the waiter, fulfilling his duty, showed them the
way before stepping back.
Valentina River stomped her foot and pulled Joy Ward aside, asking, “Joy, why were
you so nice to her just now? Such a waiter should be fired by the manager.”